Amateur gay cruising

Sheryll Todd, 63, from Brisbane, Qld tells her story to Take 5:

The 90s hits were pumping, and I was surrounded by half naked bodies of all shapes and sizes, dancing to the beat.

Raising my colourful cocktail to my son William, 40, we clinked glasses.

“Cheers, Mum,” he grinned.

We’d just set sail on a seven-day Caribbean gay cruise with over 4000 other travellers.

While almost every other passenger was a male lover male, I was a straight female – but that wasn’t going to stop me having a fun holiday with my son!

In fact, this was my fourteenth time joining him on a lgbtq+ cruise!

We hadn’t always been this next to.

I’d married William’s dad, Bill, when I was just 17 and had William six years later, followed his sister, Petrina, two years after that.

Bill was a awesome husband and father, but I’d struggled with the responsibility and loss of identity.

While active at a hotel when the kids were just five and three, I’d met another guy and moved out to be with him.

I still saw William and Petrina every weekend, helping to disburse for their institution fees and holidays with the mo

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