Walking in a parking lot, on the way to my car, a man started renouncing his religion saying it was pointless to ābelieveā in something that he didnāt believe in. It got me thinking later that night lying in my bed, whatās to stop me from renouncing my sexual orientation? Iāve never been with a woman, so how do I know for sure Iām not a lesbian?
The next couple of weeks made me look at women in a different way. I started trying to grasp their attention to see if they responded to my subtle invitations. Not much luck at first, but once I went to a club with a few of my friends, a fish baited my hook. Surprisingly enough it was my roommate. Her name is Jamie. Jamie and I had been friends since we were in high school. Never had we looked at each other in any other way than friends and never had we expressed these feelings of curiosity to each other before. Once we did though, we never looked back.
That night at the club was the start of it all. The club had an āalone sectionā if you will and we were sitting there talking about other guys and how we used to love sleeping with them all but after a while plain old sex can get old and uninteresting. She said, āYou know Amber, men arenāt the only thing we can get withā and I looked at her with a sudden quirk of relief in my smile and now very red face. The minute she saw that smile she gave me an offer I couldnāt refuse. Before weād try other women we should try each other to be completely sure. We kissed and made out at the club for a while until we were ready to try it back at our apartment alone.
