I had never considered myself to be Bi-Sexual or even Lesbian, although I had many friends who where lesbian, bi and gay I had never counted myself as one of them, until one time, I received a gift, A gift I could not have imagined in a million years and still gets me wet even now as I write this 2 years later. Okay, let me explain first and then you can make up your own mind.
As a child I was always considered something of a an outsider by other children my age. Even my twin sister thought I was the strange one since I followed Science Fiction shows and read books on the same subject, while she was out chasing boys and having fun with her friends. When I was sixteen, I got what I considered my dream job, working in a store I had visited for years a science fiction and fantasy store near my home. Shortly after I took the job I passed my driving test, much too my sister's embarrassment. For months I saved everything I could until I bought an old car, rusty and falling apart, hell I had too push it down a hill sometimes to get the thing started but I loved the old thing and it was mine. A small hatchback in silver. Although the hatchback sometimes refused too open, I remember one time I had too break the rear window too use the dammed thing. My parents kept telling me too sell it for scrap, no way it meant too much too me it was the perfect car for me and I loved it. As the years went by at the store I became something of a favourite of the management as my sales where growing and I eventually became the assistant manager at the young age of just 21 years old and I was eventually given what I thought was the ultimate job, running a stall at a large Sci-Fi convention in the city, my only stipulation of taking the job was that I could go and meet the special guests, which I was allowed to do.
Okay, perhaps I should describe myself before I continue? Okay then. I'm 5 foot 2 inches tall, slender figure with long legs (for my height anyway) tight little ass with natural 30-C, considering my height, they are large. Milky white skin colour with strawberry blonde hair which I keep long, it comes down too just above my waist, and ohh yeah! grey eyes I know weird, but that's just me. Short, with big tits and a self confessed sci-fi geek.
For the convention I was supposed to visit, I was asked to wear a costume, although my manager asked me too dress in a Wonder-Woman costume... I think he wanted too see me in it really, I didn't like it much and ended up dressing as Princess Leah as a slave girl, yeah that one, the Gold Bikini look. For hours, the stall was visited by horny young men either looking at my tits or for my phone number as well as items to buy, you'd be surprised how many people asked me, really you would. One prick actually tried too pull down my bra, it didn't end well for him. I think a lot of them came around more then once because the bra barely held in my tits, I had too adjust myself many times during that first day.
After an accident, on the first day I dressed in something a little less revealing but equally as figure hugging and once again the sales arose along with the blood pressure of my workmate next too me. His name was Jack, a really nice guy, I kinda like him, with an eye for detail and a mind that sometimes terrified me as he knew about every subject then I did. Over the first day, I spent much of my time working at the stall and sometimes we where visited by the special guests mainly ending up in a chat or me just standing with my jaw on the floor at who stood before me, more so since one special guest would pass by the stall once every two hours for a chat, but we all knew what was on his mind, and I didn't care. Hell, if he wanted me, all he had to do was ask and I was ready with my legs spread and my pussy wet right there on the desk in front of everyone if he asked me, which he never did... damn it!
Half way through the second day, I went for lunch in the bar near by while still dressed in the short red and black costume which black knee high boots and low cut costume which barely held in my tits. So nothing could drip onto my costume which I borrowed from the company store, I had too drink with a straw which made look ridiculous and almost like a damned school girl as I had to buy the only drink available that wasn't alcoholic, a watered down orange juice which tasted more like something from the drip tray from the bar. After finishing my lunch, I took out a large A4 sized sketch pad and continued with my other hobby, sketching my surroundings which I thought was the perfect time, after all... how often do you see someone dressed as a Klingon eat a burger and drink a beer? And that's when I met her for the first time. With the only empty chair before me, a figure stood next too the chair and asked me if it was okay if she could sit in the seat. Once again my jaw almost dropped as I nodded slightly more in shock then anything else. She sat down and introduced herself, I knew her instantly from my favourite TV show. Overcoming my own shock, I introduced myself politely as she began too eat her meal and that's when she spoke too me.
'Princess Leah right?' She laughed.
'What?' I almost stuttered.
'Yesterday, you where the blonde Princess Leah' Laughing slightly, I nodded as I replied which made her almost spit her food as she laughed with me.
'Yeah, bad choice of costume. I was serving some 18 year old kid when the bra broke and my tits fell out, he almost needed a Doctor...' We both laughed before she continued too eat her meal as she noticed the sketch pad in my hands.
'That's amazing work, may I see them?' Stuttering with embarrassment, I held the pad close too my chest as I spoke.
'O-o-oh, umm... I don't, I don't usually show anyone. It's just something too pass the time'
'Please?' She smiled.
I had seen her many times on TV and movies, how could I resist not showing her the what I considered awful sketches of what I saw around me? Reluctantly, I handed her the pad as she flicked through slowly with a large smile on her face until she came too one sketch which made me blush insanely as she smiled slightly.
'I'm honoured. This is really amazing work, have you considered selling them on your stall?' She smiled slightly.
'They're not that good' I said shyly.
'Honey, this one is amazing. May I take it?'
Turning the pad around, she showed me the picture I had sketched of her during a slow moment on the stall earlier in the day. It seemed as if she was generally interested in the picture as she looked at it once more.
'Umm...'
'I'll pay you for it' She smiled.
