But it was more than just her appearance. Bette was captivated by everything about this woman. The way she threw her head back slightly as she laughed. The lilt in her voice which served as just a hint at a Southern accent. The way she shifted her weight and bit her bottom lip when she wasn’t sure what to say.

And then when she turned to her, and their eyes met, Bette was drawn in even further. This stranger’s eyes were a perfect hazel, with gold flecks shining as if lit from within. They were so bright and crystal clear. Bette never wanted to stop gazing into these eyes.

She knew she couldn’t leave without knowing more about this woman.

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Tina had always had a unique view of sexuality. I n her mind, it was perfectly normal for one woman to find other women attractive, beautiful, sexy even, but still be perfectly straight. With women, sexuality was just more fluid with men. They were more likely to find something, or someone, attractive regardless of their gender. Tina remembered reading about a study done in which in which people had been shown provocative images of men, women, and then both men and women. Many women who participated in the study admitted to being turned on by the images of the men, yes, but also those of women. And even some straight women admitted that in the images of men and women together, it was the woman they found more provocative than the man. Yet the men who participated strictly found the women arousing.

Part of this, surely was due to the social stigma involved. After all, it was perfectly acceptable for a straight woman to say that another woman was attractive. That would simply be stating a fact. Yet a straight man would never say that another man was attractive. That would automatically make him gay. But besides the social implications, there was just something very easy about finding a woman attractive.

First, the way women dress. When a woman dresses up, she tends to show off her best features. But even besides the features that men just lack, some things are just so much sexier because they’re part of a woman. Take a bicep: a simple muscle that enables rotation of the forearm and flexion of the elbow. A man’s bicep is proof of brute strength. It is proof of lifting heavy objects or maybe even just lifting weights. But a woman’s bicep is proof of much subtler strength. A woman’s bicep is built up from simple tasks. Carrying a laundry basket, handling the kids… And there is something different about the lesser muscle mass. A man’s bulky bicep could probably overpower a woman’s lean, barely-there bicep. Yet the latter is so much more gentle and sensual.