Mine was Phasefest, I got there after searching
(old timey word for stalking) the internet to find out where and when might I
see Hunter Valentine and low and behold in mere weeks I could be jammed backed into
what is fast becoming my bar, Phase
1 of DC. I remember the day like it was yesterday. It was my first official
outing (ha!) as a ….woman seeking woman. My cousin was supposed to be my “woman
seeking woman” fairy, but she has issues that I wasn’t trying to hear it. So I
there I was, boobs out and make up on.
As soon as I walked in and
paid my cover I freaked the fuck out, on the inside.
What
the fuck was I doing here by myself and do I really like girls? I sure as shit
didn’t like that one girl I saw. And she didn’t look like she wanted any of
this! What if no one wants this and I’ve just switched to a different sex that
will say no to me!
Oh yes, I freaked out and
calmed my happy ass down with some Marker’s and talked myself down.
You
need to calm your happy ass down, maybe wait 5 minutes before plunging into self-doubt
Fine then!
This is terrible, but I
needed a social clutch, an opener and what better than a cigarette. I know I
know, but it’s what happened. And I’ll tell you what, that shit fucking works.
Before I knew it I was at a table making acquaintances and feeling less like an
outsider. The ladies were sweet and even tried to set me up on a “dip your toe
in the water” make out session with another new “woman seeking woman” friend.
But we had no sexual chemistry and I’ve had my fill of making out with someone
I felt nothing for…and she had really long nails.
Side note: I had long nails
due to lack of maintenance and they made my man hands look more lady like, but
the moment I realized that I wanted to be with a woman I cut my nails all the
way down. And then I expected my care package with 3 standard issue plaid
shirts and a strap on to arrive, still waiting Welcoming Committee.
I get AH’s number and then
find out she had a girlfriend, who was there and had reassured me she would be
in contact because she could tell me AH liked me. Like I needed more confusion,
but she’d be one more lesbian friend then I left my house. I was honestly
distracted over seeing Kiyomi and Hunter Valentine in such a small intimate
venue. I could have touched her, but why involve the authorities and ruin the
whole evening?
All in all it
was a good night and I had fun and a few numbers and a little crush on AH’s
very butch friend who lived near me, I hope to see her again.
To date AH and
I have only texted, my first time flirt texting with a woman and I have no idea
who her lovely bitch friend is.
Here are some pictures from that evening:
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