On a 7-9, you find Tina Wong at a coffeehouse

You recognize Tina, sitting at the bar of the fancy coffeehouse she'd told you to find her in. She's sitting on one of the round stools, leaning forward and staring into a big smartphone or small touch tablet. Her hair is dark and wavy, in a short, cap-shaped cut. Her striped blouse has ridden up in back and her black slacks a bit down, so that you see a good inch of pink-golden skin and a clear half-inch of the cleft between her buttocks. In the bright light from the front window, you can even see the glow of the fine downy hair in the folds of her skin.

"Tina," you say, "It's Gloria Bates."

"Oh hi!" Tina greets you. She slides off the stool at the coffeehouse's bar and springs to her feet, extending her hand.

You smile and take her hand in yours. Tina's hand is warm and a little moist. She grips your hand and gives it a little double squeeze but doesn't let go. She's wearing a navy-and-white striped blouse, a clingy knit that advertises pointedly that she's not wearing a bra over her small breasts, and a pair of thin black woolen slacks that hug her curves as much as the knit blouse.

You can see what attracted Vincent to her. He enjoys the company of energetic, cheerful women in moderate amounts. You idly wonder what sexual position she prefers, though from what Vincent told you, you guess the answer might be "any and all and let's make up some more." And those bright blue eyes lighting up her smiling face. You can't help but smile more broadly yourself.

"Let's take a walk!" Tina says. "And you can tell me all about being a lesbian."

You smile narrows to a whimsical smirk. Maybe this is why Tina was having trouble getting anywhere with women. You think back on the realization you had with your tongue between the folds of Julie Paul's vulva. You are a lesbian. You haven't stopped loving or desiring your husband Vincent, but you need women.

You feel a warm flush bloom on your face and ears. "Let me get a coffee to go, and we'll do that."

You and Tina walk the border of Old Courthouse Square. She sets a quick pace, so that when she asks you questions, your answers are breathless, staccato, the sound of someone already sexually engaged, not in the midst of thoughtful reflection.

"It came on me. Suddenly," you say. "As a hospital nurse, I work among women. I supervise women. And after it came on me, I swear. I was like a teenage boy. Watching women's figures. The sway of their walk. Could I see their cleavage. Their nipples. How much could I see when we were dressing in the locker room."

"Oh wow," Tina says. "I mean, I think women are so pretty. And I've watched a lot of lesbian porn. But, you know, it never hit me like that. I kind of get quick crushes. I see a woman who's cute, or I like how she dresses or how she walks or the sound of her voice. And you know I follow a lot of lesbians online. They're fascinating, so committed to justice, to making things happen, I mean I get jealous of how hard they work to make it a more perfect world for lesbians, it feels like they have such a community. What do you think?"

You take a sip of your coffee. Decaf with an espresso shot. "Damp squib!" the cashier had called the order over to the barista. It bothers you, faintly, that the drink already had a name.

"I can't say," you say. "I've only been a lesbian for a couple of weeks, I'm not on social media, and I've never known any others closely." Until I found out my supervisor and one of my best nurses were at least part-time lesbians. "Not that part of their life, anyway."

"Aww shucks," Tina says. "I was hoping, you know, to get a bigger picture. I mean, you said it was really intense for you, I thought you'd be the perfect person to talk to."

You laugh. "Let's walk a little slower," you say. You walk with Tina between a high hedge and the tall pedestal of a war memorial statue. You pause, out of the line of sight of anyone. Tina shifts her weight from foot to foot. "I am the perfect person to talk to, if you want to know what happens when a respectable professional woman can't restrain her desire for sex with other women."

Tina quickly draws in a deep breath.

"What?" she says.

• Roll +Hard(+2) (+1 Hard, +1 Lesbian) to steal a kiss from Tina, then a quickie. (Dominate Her)
• Roll +Hot(+2) (+1 Hot, +1 Lesbian) to tell Tina you crave to go down on her. (Tell Her)

You have 4 XP, +1 Hard, +1 Hot, +0 Cool, -1 Control, Lesbian, and Truth.