I had this conversation with my brother just a few weeks ago. We were talking about how a bible thumping neighbor of mine has a gorgeous teen kid who I've noticed checking me out, obviously gay and his mother, wife of the bible thumper, has twice already tried to get me to spend some time with her kid. I think she wants me to talk to him about being gay though that's never been mentioned and of course I would never approach that, certainly not before he hits legal age and he'd have to broach to topic first.
So I'm telling my brother this story and he warns me to be careful that they might be setting me up for legal action. I don't think that would happen, the mother and son are very nice. She's even separated from the father, I suspect in part to protect her kid from the father's biblical nonsense, but real interesting to me that my brother would express concern for the first time after years of trying to get him to understand how we are so very subject to all this crap in the world.
The conversation moved from there to how I could foster kids but not adopt and that actually early on in my life made me somewhat fearful of even being a teacher with kids because I didn't want to risk those potential societal abuses upon us. My brother was stunned that we could foster but not adopt (that law has recently changed here). He couldn't wrap is brain around the discrimination. I said to him why do you think I've been trying to tell you this for all these years.
This, by the way, is the same guy who years ago told me not to tell his kids that I'm gay while they were young.
The str8 world owes us.