Queer Dating

All of a sudden, the cafe seems to fill with some sort of quick bass guitar lick, like a scene transition in a classic yet dated sitcom. You are sitting in one of the comfy armchairs, waiting for Becca in one of the most flattering outfits you could muster.

The V-neck on this skin tight top gave everyone plenty of view of your hairless chest. The skinny jeans showed off your ass, ones of your best features according to Becca. Wasn't it her who said that? Or one of your buddies in the locker room? They always used to spank it before the game. God damn it, that was actually pretty gay looking back now that you were actually gay.

"Heya!" Becca says, as she sits across from you, having ordered a coffee. You barely even seen her enter while you were thinking about those guys.

"Oh," you shift in your seat. What's the cool way to sit? You decide to cross your legs at the knee. "Sup?" Nailed it.

Becca laughed a little, and sipped at her coffee as she started talking about her day or whatever. You never really paid attention to what she was saying before, it was always some gross girl stuff. Instead, you focus on the pair of earrings she has on. What the hell was she thinking wearing something like that? It totally clashed with her top! And they looked so crappily made too, where did she even get them?

"Uh sorry, but what's with the earrings?" you interrupt her as she speaks about the New York Stock Exchange or something. She brings her hand up to her ear. "Oh these? Yeah, that girl i was telling you about made them for me. I think they're super cute, don't you?"

"Sure, if by cute you mean they look like a troll's asshole," you snap back. Becca laughs again, "Oh you are bad. Well, I'm going to have to wear them if I want to get some pussy. That's just the way things go."

Hold up. "You're gay?" you gasp. "What is with you today? As if i haven't been out since middle school when we watched Scooby Doo 2: Monsters Unleashed together," Becca says calmly, "So, how's Robbie?"

Becca's a lesbian? Awesome! Now she won't be angry when you bring up having a threesome with another chick anymore! Hell yeah, being sandwiched between Becca and another hot babe, kissing you and... touching you... god thsi coffee was making you feel ill.