DEAR ABBY: I work in customer service and was helping a guest. During my eight- to 10-minute chat with her, she showed me her phone.
DEAR ABBY: I am a college student on the East Coast. A dear friend of mine who attends the same university goes home on break to the West Coast.
DEAR ABBY: I’m a 25-year-old lesbian from a suburban area outside the Twin Cities. It’s not easy finding other gay women in this area, unless I visit Minneapolis, which I don’t enjoy.
DEAR ABBY: When my husband was a teenager, he had an ongoing affair with his mother’s 20-plus-years-older friend “Nicolle.” He would call her by a nickname to signal he wanted sex.
DEAR ABBY: I’m a 51-year-old gay male. I have a sweet, dear friend I’ll call “Samantha” who is slightly older. The problem is, she wants more than friendship.