The roommate rules

"This is probably a good time for us to setup some roommate rules," she began. "Since we've both seen each other naked, I would like to have the first rule be that clothing is entirely optional in our room."

"That's fine with me, but I'd like to have some sort of exception in case we have visitors," I suggested. "It might be awkward if one of us decides to be completely naked while we have family or friends stopping in."

After a slight pause she continued, "Alright, we can have some sort of exception for that case. For the second rule, we need a way to signal that the room is off limits to the other roommate. For example, if one of us is entertaining a guest," her fingers made a lewd gesture implying sexual intercourse, "and we don't want to be disturbed, we can put something on the door to let each other know. I want it to be something non-obvious so that any mischievous neighbors don't screw around with it."

"How about a small rubber band on the inner part of the handle," I offered. "It would probably be too small to notice unless you grasp the door knob."

"That's brilliant!" she exclaimed. "Do you have have any other suggestions for rules?"

"For the third rule, we need a special knock. It's possible that there's no rubber band on the handle, and one of us is naked in the room, but the other one is arriving with a guest. In that case, we knock twice and wait for several seconds to give the other roommate a chance to get dressed if they are inside. Otherwise, if we're arriving alone, we just knock once and can enter immediately."

"That's a good idea," she agreed. "Any others?"

I thought for a moment, but eventually shook my head.

"I have a fourth rule, and I hope this doesn't offend you," she responded. "Although we'll likely be seeing each other naked a lot, and I can appreciate the female form, I've heard that it's not uncommon for some female roommates to want to...um, experiment. I want to be clear that I'm not into girls. I'm willing to be your roommate, and hopefully your friend, but that's as far as it goes. Deal?"

It seemed like an easy decision and I soon reached out my hand to shake hers. "Deal," I declared. We began to follow that up with a hug, but my roommate suddenly stopped short of allowing our bare bosoms to touch, and we shifted to an awkward patting of each others backs instead.

Yet as we stood there, both of us completely naked, a doubt began to form. With how turned on I had become from seeing those pictures of other girls, was it possible that I was attracted to women? What if I start to feel that way about my roommate?