In yet another weary attempt to satisfy my bisexual urges I had placed a personal ad for "Women seeking Women" online and received many responses but one of the responses grabbed my attention. Her name was Amy and she seemed like a really friendly woman. Although I hadn't seen a picture of her yet something told me that I was going to be intensely attracted to her. After we talked online for a couple of weeks we decided to take matters to the next level and exchange telephone numbers.
One night I was on my way out the door to the 94th and the phone rang. Yes it was Amy. We just started talking about the typical stuff - work, kids, boyfriends - and the subject of where we went to high school came up. As it turns out we went to the same high school and graduated the same year. At this point both of us were frazzled and trying to figure out who the other person was. After questioning each other back and forth it just so happened that Amy and I have known each other since junior high school but hadn't talked since our high school graduation. We were both dumbfounded. We couldn't believe that we had met again, years later over the internet especially bearing in mind the circumstances. Needless to say we got off the telephone pretty quick even though we wanted to continue talking. I think we both needed time for the initial shock to set in.
After talking for a few months and becoming better friends then we ever were in the past we decided that it was finally time to get together. So one Saturday evening off we went. I had hopes that we would hook up sometime over the course of the evening but I had no idea it would happen the way it did.
What I thought was going to be another mundane bisexual tryst turned out to be one of the most arousing nights of my life, thus yet. Amy picked me up around 9:30 and she looked great! I hadn't seen her in about five years so I was a little apprehensive about seeing her but I wasn't at all disappointed. Amy looked just as good if not better then she did years ago. She is a petite girl much like myself but she has a much more curvaceous body and beautiful, full breasts. I could have said to hell with going out for drinks and jumped on her right then and there. We had no idea where we were going to go or do for the next couple hours. Personally, I wanted to go and get a hotel room.
We started driving around trying to figure out different places to go when finally Amy suggested in a soft, wary voice that we go to a local go-go bar, The Purple Orchid. From that moment on I had a great feeling about the evening.
We stopped at another local bar, Hammerheads, to have a couple drinks and basically break the ice since this was Amy's first date with a woman. This was a big mistake - it was the day before Valentine's Day and there were single inebriated men out and on the prowl to put it mildly. After hearing a few pick-up lines we decided that it was unmistakably time to venture on to the Purple Orchid.