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    Don’t fall for me

    The bar is under constant assault from waves upon waves of drinkers. Further back the unmistakable, strobes of the dance floor illuminate the back of the club in an epileptic trance, the music is loud but yet my ears adjust to it almost banishing it to the back of my mind.
    I survey the crowd. This place is almost like a little sample of the universe. Everyone and everything is represented, huddled in groups of varying sizes, engrossed in deep conversation or outrageous laughter, mankind and especially womankind is in perpetual motion in this bar.
    My eyes are drawn to the opposite corner of the room. There, I see her, sitting alone under a single spotlight. She could not have managed harder to get noticed if she had tried. She is nursing a beer, studying  the bottle intently, picking at the corners of the label.  If I did not know better, this woman was avoiding eye contact.
    "Good" I think to myself,  "All the more time for me to look at you."
    I take my time, starting with her hair, blonde, long blonde hair, shoulder length, it shines under the intense glare of the spotlight, she has delicate features, high cheek bones, flawless complexion and subtle make-up. She tucks a strand of hair repeatedly behind her ear in a semi-nervous tick. She is wearing  a blush pink satin bustier which follows the contours of her slight frame with feathers on the shoulders. Her top barely meets with the waist line of a dark blue figure hugging hipster jeans. The small gap at her waist lets uncover the top of what is undeniably a very sexy black lacy pair of boy’s brief. 
    She seems totally enthralled by the writing on that beer bottle.
    Suddenly her gaze shifts and her eyes lock with mine. A beautiful pair of brown eyes are looking straight in my direction. I sustain my gaze but hers shifts back down. She almost looks embarrassed now.
    "Is she shy?" I wonder. I should but I cannot tear myself away from the shy blonde and my eyes remain focused on her. She looks up one more time perhaps slightly more emboldened this time. The small hairs on my arms raise despite the heat in the place.

    Comments

    1. That was lovely. Really enjoyed it, hate to see it end. Wish you could continue it, the story would be very interesting to see how their love develops and if Tina does indeed fall for Bette, which we hope she would. At any rate, thanks for sharing. Come back soon with more for us.

    2. I have to say I truly loved this story. And for the fact that I was slightly confused as to why Bette didn’t want Tina to fall for her. But when I got to the end I realized…. It was sweet and capture a lot of what happens when you meet someone you know you have this instant connection to. I believe in falling for someone almost as simultaneously as love at first sight. Great story would have loved more. Great writing as always. Caramel

    3. What a treat to see you back! I just love your writing style and could feel the entire encounter. Even though I’d love to see the story continue, the ending was perfect.

    4. beautiful!! the dancing made me think about season 5 of the L word when Bette and Tina danced to “Walk on By” at the lez girls wrap party, and how they kiss and touch each other with little whispers in between…love it!!!

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