You walked in on them at a party. You looked at them. They looked at you. They looked scared shitless. You started blushing and said you wouldn't tell anyone and that you were lesbian yourself. They allowed you to join them on their little make out session. And that's how you, Celia St James and THE Evelyn Hugo were in a poly, fully lesbian relationship in the 60s.

You were sitting on the couch, your head resting against Celia's chest, her fingers threading through your hair with the utmost care while she wore one of Evelyn's baggy sweaters and a pair of your sweatpants. Evelyn was walking into the room in a robe, holding cups of coffee for all three of you.

"Careful, it's hot." Evelyn says, smiling as she sits down next to you and Celia, handing out the cups of coffee. "Oh, coffee is hot. Well that's news to me." Celia said in a playful tone to Evelyn, as Evelyn throws her head back and laughs.

"How are you doing doll?" Evelyn says, looking down at you with the most gentle, loving, beautiful smile. God, she could make you do the most horrible things, and you would do it just to see her smile like that...

It was hard, keeping it a secret from everyone, but if it means being in a relationship with these 2 kind, beautiful women, then you could handle not being able to show your love in public.