9. Your two best friends

It was The Group Chat™. Lena and Sofia were your two best friends from high school. Sofia was another relatively plain girl with brown hair, brown eyes, and medium sized breasts. Lena was the outlier of your group. She had been on the cheerleading squad and dyed her brown hair a platinum blonde to fit in. You had always been surprised to see her cheer because you were sure one of her massive breasts was going to bounce right out of the tight tops that the whole team wore in spite of her heavy duty sports bra. The two girls were inviting you over to Lena’s. Her parents had left town to visit with the rest of the family and while Lena was going to join them in a few days for the moment she had the house to herself.

You eagerly respond in the affirmative and hop in your car for the short drive to your best friend’s house. You’re familiar with the route, you’ve driven it probably hundreds of times at this point, and you’re there in a flash. When you ring the doorbell, Lena eagerly flings open the door and wraps you in a hug.

“Hey girl!!!” She pulls back and waves you in, “Come one, Sofia’s already here.”

Just as you have for years, you sat in a circle on Lena’s bed and traded stories from your first semesters at college. The conversation soon turns sexual and you have less and less to contribute, choosing to keep your morning’s escapades with your boyfriend’s parents a secret.

“So anyway, we were drunk and my roommate is like so repressed,” Sofia was saying, “but she wanted to practice kissing and, and I can’t believe I did this, I offered to help!”

Lena looks at the other girl shocked. “So are you like a lesbian now?”

“No, no, I mean I totally still like guys, I guess I’m just a little bisexual!”

You look at Sofia in a new light. Something about your Christian upbringing wants to judge her, but something about the new person you seem to have become since this morning wants to experience what her roommate experienced.

Before you can stop yourself, you blurt out “I think I might be too.”

The other two girls are shocked into silence.

“No way, not little miss youth group.” Lena laughs.

Something totally overcomes you. You flush bright red. All at once you both want to prove it and take it back.

And then it slips out of your mouth, “I’ll prove it.”