I met Amanda a little over a year ago; she's a wonderful, bubbly woman. Always happy and cheerful, she never stops smiling. I first met her one summers evening as I walked into my local bar. The first thing I noticed was her bright smile lighting up the room as her laughter filled the air. Her shining eyes danced as she looked over and noticed me watching her. I quickly glanced away and headed towards the bar to get a drink and join my friends.
As the evening wore on I kept sneaking peeks of her over my beer. I wanted to meet her so badly, but mostly I wanted to find out if she was into other woman. I myself had never had a lesbian encounter but I was pretty damn curious, and had been waiting for the right woman to take my fancy. I knew instantly she was the one. The one that could help me find out what it was like to experience another woman.
As luck would have it I noticed her chatting to another of my friends, so I sidled over to him to say hi and, being the gentleman he is, he introduced us. We chatted a while until she excused herself to go to the bathroom, and before she could return my friends dragged me off to a party.