***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
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Diane pulled out a compact from her purse and checked out her face. She noticed a small bruise on her cheekbone. She touched it up with some makeup the best she could.
"How does it look?" Diane asked.
"It's not that bad," Brooke replied. "It was a small bruise anyway. I'm sorry about that, by the way."
"It's OK. I'm the one who started it, so I'm the one who should apologize."
"No, the one who should be apologizing, to both of us, is Jason," Diane reminded her.
DIANE -- EIGHT WEEKS AGO
Diane broke up with her longtime boyfriend, David, who had trouble committing. He had strung her along for too long, and she couldn't take it anymore. She knew he didn't want to commit to the idea of getting married, but he didn't even want to do something as simple as moving in together. She felt she wasn't getting any older and needed to be with someone who would want something more serious.
Soon after her breakup, her friends were trying to get her to go out again. She considered it, but wanted to wait a short while before she moved on and started dating again. Even though she was the one that broke it off with David, she was still feeling very heartbroken about it.
She assumed that David felt the same way, or at least she hoped he did. But it had been barely two weeks before David began dating again, this time with a woman from his office. Diane knew this woman, a very attractive and flirty salesperson who she always suspected had her eye on David when they were together. She was sure David never did anything with her when they were together, but it didn't take that woman long to worm her way into his life.
After that, Diane decided she, too, wasn't going to wait an appropriate amount of time to start dating again. She didn't think it would take her that long to find a new man. She had a good personality and was a lot of fun to be with. She was also a very attractive 30-year-old woman with long blonde hair, a fit body, and a good pair of breasts that were on the larger side of the C-cup range.
A few of her friends had tried to set her up with someone they knew, but it didn't work out. It seemed like her friends were hooking her up with people from the bottom of the barrel.
She decided to try dating apps. She heard some bad stories about people who tried it, but she also heard a lot of good stories that came out of it as well. For example, she did use it to meet David three years ago; the app led to a long-term relationship, although it ended badly.
But it had been a while since she used one of those apps, so she thought she could use some help creating a profile. Her friend Sally met her current fiancΓ© through an app she used called Truly, as in truly yours, as the ad likes to say, so she decided to try that one. She was with Sally and their other friend, Megan, a dating app aficionado, out for lunch, and they were helping her make her profile.
They helped her pick the best kinds of photos to get more views; nothing slutty and nothing that made her look like she was trying too hard. They also assisted in tailoring her bio to make her appear to be the ideal woman to meet; nothing too flashy or desperate.
When they all agreed that her profile was perfect and it was finally up on the app, the only thing left was to adjust the match settings to her specifications. Diane put down what she thought was a good age range, along with hobbies, jobs, and so on. She wasn't going to lower her standards, but she also wasn't going to settle.
"Ladies, I think we're done," Diane said enthusiastically. "All that is left is to wait and see who bites."
"There is one thing I think you should do to get more attention to your profile," said Megan. "You only have your settings to find other men. How about women also?"
"Are you serious?" Sally asked.
"What? Diane used to date women," Megan replied. "I remember at least three girlfriends back in college."
"Yes, but like you said, that was back in college," said Diane. "I still like women, but I haven't been with one since then. In the last several years, it has only been men."
"So what? You're still attracted to women, aren't you?"
"Yes, but I'm just very used to men now. That's what I know."
Diane still considered herself bisexual, despite only being with men for so long. She still watches lesbian porn and whenever she sees an attractive woman on the street, she always gives them a good look. She once even flirted her way out of a ticket with a female cop. But she just can't see herself suddenly going back to women.
"Megan may be right," said Sally. "It couldn't hurt to expand your options this way."
Before Diane could answer, she got an alert that a few men had already liked her profile. After going through them, she found Jason, who was just her type. He was also the handsomest man she had ever seen, and she was going to snatch him up before another woman does.
"Ladies, why would I go back to women if I could have this guy?" she asked as she held up her phone to show Jason's profile picture.
Megan grabbed Diane's phone away from her and began swiping around his other pics.
"You better grab this guy fast before I go after him," said Megan.
Megan handed the phone to Sally so she could see the other pics herself. Diane had never seen Sally look so excited, not even when she announced that she was getting married.
"Forget women, you need to fuck this guy fast," said Sally.