I was nervous about accepting the share. It was more money than I wanted to spend, but I liked Jen, who I worked with and her Sonia. I felt like I had to "audition" for them, which made me feel strange. They had me meet them at a bar uptown and I saw that there were several girls around my age (24) milling about. I knew that this is the way they always did it; they picked two from a pool of girls that they knew. This time I made the cut. Mira, the other girl they chose, was a tall beautiful blonde who worked in fashion. We met over drinks at a bar a couple of weeks later after Jen told me the good news. I was nervous, of course, meeting Mira alone. I had just told Jen that I was gay. I had come out only the year before, and I'd had only one relationship since then, with a girl I'd met online. I was attracted to femme women like myself, and Mira was ultra-femme. She entered the bar wearing a tight black skirt, a white top and sandals, looking like she'd just left a spa. Her fingernails and toenails were done and her gorgeous tanned body made her look like she'd just returned from some island in the Caribbean. Jen had told me that she'd been a catalog model before she went into magazines and she looked it. She was taller than me by an inch or two and we made quite a contrasting pair. I was skinny and pale, with freckles and light brown hair, which I'd recently cut. I was wearing jeans and a tank top, my usual outfit for such a hot day. I was wearing a bra, although it was barely necessary; no one was staring at my b-cups as I walked over to greet Mira.
"Hi Katie," she said. "Nice to see you again."
Her big smile put me at ease and we sat down and had a great conversation. We were going to share a room together and it was good to lay down some "ground rules" to go along with some of the rules that Jen and Sonia had already laid down ("no smoking in the house, take off your shoes at the door, etc.).
We'd barely sat down when Mira asked. "So Jen tells me that you're gay?"
I blushed and looked away. I couldn't believe Jen had told her.
"Are you mad?" she asked.
"No."
"Yes you are."
"Annoyed."
"Don't be. I asked her. I made her tell me."
"How did you do that?"
"I can be really annoying and persistent when I want to be."
Oh?"
"And I'm bisexual," she said. "I was engaged to a guy a couple of years ago, but I just couldn't give up women."
"Oh."
"I'd been seeing this girl in my spinning class, a Russian girl, absolutely gorgeous but a real handful, but she's away for the summer. So how about you?"
"No one lately. I hate the bar scene. Lesbian bars are worse than straight ones."
Mira laughed. "I know."
"And I'm not looking forward to the whole club scene out there. I'm going for the sun and the sand and the water...all the boring things, I guess. I plan to read a lot and relax; let Jen and Sonia go clubbing every night."
"I'm with you.
We finished our drinks and ordered some more. Pretty soon it was evident that Jen and Sonia had bailed out. Mira finally reached her on her phone and Jen gave her some half-assed excuse about working late. "I guess they wanted us to hang out alone," she said.
"I guess."
We left the bar together and Mira got into a cab. As we said our goodbyes, I felt a little excited. We hugged each other and Mira gave me a kiss on the cheek. She smelled wonderful, and I couldn't help but wonder what she'd be like in bed.
The house was about a half mile from the beach and had two bedrooms upstairs with two single bed, two bathrooms and a kitchen, living room and dining room. We were to have the house to ourselves for the whole summer; Jen and Sonia were going to work from the house for most of July and take all of August off. Me and Mira had to go back to the city to work. I took the train to town and found Mira there, greeting me at the station. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she was wearing cut off jeans a T-shirt and flip-flops, but a lot of make-up. We hugged and she led me to her car, a small convertible. "I forget to tell you that I'm a spoiled little rich bitch," she said. "You wouldn't believe how much I have to spend each month to keep this in a garage."
We picked up some food and wine in town and drove to the house. Jen and Sonia were there with some guys and we had some cocktails. I went into our room to unpack and Mira followed me. When I turned around she grabbed me and hugged me, laughing. "I am so glad to see you, she said.
I hugged her back. "I'm so glad to see you too!"
"These guys are so boring... and Jen and Sonia are being really annoying."
"And it's only your first day."
"I know!" We giggled like teenage girls and then went back into the living room. Jen suggested that we go to the beach, so we hastily threw some things together and drove there, Mira, making sure that we went together in her car. When we go to the beach it was almost sunset.
We put a blanket down and then took off our shorts and T-shirts. I was wearing a red bikini, one that I'd had for years. Mira was wearing a brand new suite, a yellow one that looked amazing on her. Her body was perfectly toned. I was jealous and turned on at the same time. Mira looked at my suit and took one of the straps and snapped it.
"Cute," she said.
"I need another one."
"Maybe tomorrow we'll go shopping."
"It's so expensive here."
"I know a place."
"Ok."
The rest of the night was a blur. We tried to swim, but the waves were too rough. Then we went to a seafood place with Jen and Sonia's friends and then a party. Everyone was nice to me, but I was bored, and I was feeling anxious as well. I was developing a huge crush on Mira. It didn't help that the next morning, feeling slightly hung-over, that we went shopping for bathing suits together. My crush was quickly turning to lust, and I didn't know what to do. While changing from one suite to another, Mira confessed to not being a natural blonde, and I laughed as she showed me the perfectly trimmed evidence. We both tried on several suits, with me buying one, and Mira buying two. It was hard to look at her as she modeled them for me. I wanted her so much.
