Something sensible

I sighed as Taylor began to rummage through my closet. "Okay but let's not go crazy here," I said, as we began to look at clothes together. "I'm rusty at this, so just something comfy and fun."

Just as I said this, Taylor pulled out a sheer black, tight top. We laughed as she put it back. "Ugh, fine. Next time though?"

"We'll see, Taylor."

"Oooh!" she cheered. "That's not a no!"

After almost half an hour of trial and error, we settled on a cute knee-length navy dress with a fashionable brown belt around it. A silver necklace and gray wedges completely the outfit, and I slipped on a lesbian pride flag bracelet just to attract the right attention.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and gave a little twirl. It was definitely more of a conservative first date outfit than a clubbing one, but I felt cute, something I hadn't felt in quite a while.

Taylor came up from behind me and wrapped her arms around me. She was much more daring, wearing a tight white dress with a beige choker and four inch heels. It was an absolutely gorgeous combination against her dark skin, and her naturally curvy body filled out the dress quite nicely.

Man. If only she swung my way. But as things stand, I'm sure she'll make a boy, or two, quite happy tonight.

"Allllright," Taylor trilled off as we gathered our stuff in the living room. She peered into her purse. "I got ID's, cards, pepper spray, and oh yes, condoms for me."

"Hey now," I interjected jokingly. "Remember tonight was about me."

"I know! I know!" Taylor laughed. "But once we get you situated and buried in some titties, maybe then I can get some action."

I laughed with her as our Uber driver arrived, about to take us to our first stop of the night, as I prepared myself to get buried in some titties.