This is my first story, judge as harshly as you want. I am still figuring out the editing stuff so sorry for my mistakes. If you like it enough, I'll make 2 more parts.
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For a year now I've been looking at one girl in particular. I've always known I was a lesbian, and when the time came to come out it was easy. Most of my relatives knew before I came out. Now that you know my history it is time to get back to the one girl I love. I'm pretty average. I'm 5'8" with black hair and dark brown eyes, you can't see the pupils they are that dark. I'm pretty but not pretty enough to make girls jealous. I have an athlete's body.
From the first day I laid eyes on her, there was something there that no one could possibly understand. Her name was Elizabeth, but everyone called her Liz. She was open about her sexuality, which made her even more attractable. She is about 5'7" with dirty blonde, shoulder length hair. But it's her eyes that caught my attention, there were this green. A green you would only see in a box of crayons. Her body was next, it was the same build as me athletic, her breast I would bet are a 36C, compared to my 32A.
Living in a small town in Virginia, people knew everyone, and people were accepting of everyone. I've always been attractive to girls, and I've slept with few, but those relationships never lasted more than a few months. But something about Liz make my stomach flutter with just a smile.
Now time to go back to today. For Liz it was just another Friday. Finishing up paperwork at the office, but to me today is the day I ask her out. I knew when she liked to take her break because it was around the same time I took mine. There she was she looked ever so gorgeous. She turns and says: "Hey Molly, can I get you a cup of coffee?" I gladly accepted. I was pleased she was in a good mood because the question came out.
"So Liz there has been a question I'd been meaning to ask you for a while now"
"What is it?"
"I was hoping I could take you out to dinner after work."