I am a straight great-grandmother living alone with my cat, Cleopatra, in an independent living facility for the elderly. I have four children, eleven grandchildren, and one great-grandson. I started writing gay love stories in 2003 after meeting over 3,000 gay men on line who educated me to the plight of the LGBT community in America. I’ve been told that because I believe gays can be Christian I’m going to Hell – well, I’d rather be there with my gay friends than in Heaven with some of the people who judge them.