Revealing Myself: Chapter 15

Revealing Myself: Chapter 15

In this part, I'm going to be upfront and state that there's no explicit sex in this chapter. However, there are some insinuations of sexual situations. But due to some unforeseen circumstances, I'm lagging behind, so there's sure to be more sexual content in the next chapter.

If you recall from earlier chapters, I once took Kyle to a restaurant where we met a pair of lovely ladies. These events led to this situation...

Kyle and Mike had planned an extravagant dinner that invited everyone, and both Carla and Kate were joining us. The cherry on top was that Jim, being quite a distance away, had made an effort to attend. What a sweetheart!

The ladies arrived first, and we exchanged casual greetings before introducing them to Kari. She's a warm person, making it easy to get along with anyone. I informed them that everyone was present except for Jim, but he would join us soon.

While the boys were hard at work in the kitchen, they offered us some wine and advised us to relax elsewhere. In the living room, I received a text from Jim, informing me that he was just around the corner and would be there shortly. We women then glanced out the window and spotted Jim approaching the deck.

"He looks just like Ryan Gosling, but more rugged! You're so lucky, Jenn!"

Jim stepped inside and showered each person with his impeccable manners. Although his charm didn't border on flirting, the girls immediately felt at ease around him. Afterwards, he entered the kitchen to assist Kyle and Mike, who were more than happy to have reinforcements. I then had an idea.

"Why don't we head to my room and browse through my closet? I have so many things that don't fit me anymore that I could share with you ladies."

Carla, Kate, and Kari followed me, and I revealed the contents of my closet.

"Kari has already picked a few items, so we'll start with Carla. Here, I loved this blouse. Try it on!"

She felt hesitant, so Kari emphasized, "Ignore her, she's shy with this! This should be a walk in the park."

Carla removed her shirt, and seeing Kyle's luck, I urged her to show off her assets.

"You definitely need to display those assets, that blouse will complement you! Here, this same model but in a different color. Unfortunately, I don't have any bras that fit."

I discovered other items and Carla accepted my offerings, thankful for the clothes.

Now, looking towards Kate, I asserted, "You're tall like me, so I probably don't have anything that matches. But I have plenty of accessories! Let's explore!"

Kate was wearing a scarlet top and jeans, showing her fashion sense. I tried to find something that would suit her.

"Check this out! This scarf would look perfect on a fall day. And this belt? You could wear that right away. And let's sift through these purses, they're barely used."

We browsed through the accessories, helping Kate select a few items. The girls complimented her selections.

"Alright, this was a blast. Let's check on the guys and their progress with dinner!"

Just as we were leaving the room, Kate pulled me aside.

"Jennifer, thank you so much. I mean that sincerely. But I guess I'll depart," she said, sighing.

"Why are you leaving??" I asked.

"Well, everyone here is with someone, and I'm just a third wheel," she explained. "And I'm gay..."

My heart sank. "Kate, if you feel like a third wheel, I'd be devastated and consider myself a failure if you leave. Please stay! Maybe Jim knows single guys!"

She reconsidered and answered, "Alright, thanks for being such a gracious host."

"You get it, Jim. Kate's insecure because all the other girls here have a partner, right?"

"I got it."

We were all back in the living room while Mike and Kyle were putting the final touches on dinner, and Jim was chatting with Kate about school and work and such. I wasn't really paying attention, and before long they ended up on the patio talking about these things. After around 15 minutes, Kate came back inside.

"You won't believe what Jim did! He knows someone at a major hospital in DC from his time in the military, and he called them asking if they're looking for physical therapists! Before I knew it, he had bought me a plane ticket, hotel room, and Uber card, and set up an interview! He said he had loads of points he'd never use, and I should make the most of them. I told him I couldn't accept it, but he wouldn't listen. Kate, you're so sweet!"

Jim is always surprising me, and even I didn't see that coming.

"Kate, would you like me to join you? I'm familiar with the area and can help you nail that interview! We could do something fun together later!"

"Really? That would be great, I've never flown before! But I don't want to impose."

"Kate, I'd be insulted if you didn't want me to come, and I'll gather the details from Jim. I'm so excited for you!"

We were all discussing the trip, what she should wear, and checking out the hotel that Jim booked. Then, I noticed that Kari was particularly quiet, which was unlike her. That's when it hit me.

I thought to myself, "Jennifer, you're such a dork! How would you've felt if you knocked on Monica's door and someone else answered? That's how Kari feels right now! You'd be heartbroken and wet-eyed on the street!"

I pulled Kari aside and gave her a hug while whispering, "This is just so cute. You're jealous! But don't feel like that. I'm just helping her out, and I'd do the same for you. We'll still have our sleepovers, okay?"

She managed a hesitant smile and nodded, saying, "It's just that I really like you, and I always have these crazy thoughts where if Mike and I break up, I'd never see you again! And now it seems like it's so easy for you to find someone else, and you'd just be an afterthought!"

"Kari, I understand completely, and you've got nothing to worry about. I mean, you could've dumped me last week when things got intense in my bed, but you stayed by my side. And, I've shared all my secrets with you, right? So, are we going on a date? Wine and a movie and sexy outfits?"

"Yes, it's a date. Thank you so much, Jenn! You're so generous, and I was just concerned about myself."

"Don't be, I would've felt the same way at your age. You're an incredible woman, but you don't know it yet. We'll work on that."

We rejoined the others, and it was a fantastic afternoon. I could tell that Carla and Kyle were really getting along, so I presume my playtime with him is over. Maybe I push things too far sometimes, but I'm not a homewrecker. Everyone there adores Jim, as expected. He's so calm and confident, which initially attracted me to him. Kyle and Mike were gushing over him like he's a celebrity. The women adored him, but they were annoyed with me for setting him up with Lisa.

Kate and I had a chance to talk briefly, and she's a graduate physical therapist but hasn't found the right post yet, so she's just working a regular job. She lives a few miles away from me, and is from a town about an hour away. I was looking forward to our trip to DC with her, but there was something about her I couldn't quite grasp. She slightly intimidated me, but not because she's a lesbian – I don't care about that. I just thought she was this incredible person with a large shield around her or something. Monika boosted my confidence greatly, but I didn't understand Kate.

Regardless, I did go shopping with her and bought her some fancy outfits for our trip, but I didn't treat her like I did with Kari. I did get her to think outside the box, though, and she ended up with some pieces she'd never wear before! And before we realized it, thanks to Jim, we were on our way to DC.

She had numerous queries concerning Jim, how we met, my vocation, and assorted subjects. While concurrently revealing a little more about her connection with her family. They're quite strict in regards to their religion and detest her being gay, as if she has any decision in the matter.

"Kate, this is the ideal location to start anew and be yourself. I'm fascinated by you already, and I assure you that none of my buddies will question you."

She expressed gratitude and remarked, "It seems I've been walking on thin ice my whole life, but you make me feel so comfortable."

We shared a pleasant meal, and I notified her that we'd go out on the town the following night but that this particular evening I'd guarantee she got to bed and was well-rested for her interview.

Upon returning to the room, Kate changed into a fashionable top and shorts and leapt onto the bed. I was dressed similarly, contemplating participating in the same.

"Won't this bother you if I sleep in the same bed as you? The bed's huge, but I could also sleep on the couch."

"Jenn, rest assured I'm not concerned. In addition, I wouldn't make you sleep on the sofa! Do you have any notion how much you've aided me? Thanks to Jim."

I beamed and jumped on the bed as well, and commented, "Jim's truly a wonderful person. I'm so happy it all worked out.

We retrieved the leftover wine from last night's dinner and poured it into our glasses.

"Speaking of which, relate your background. Why did you elect to become a PT? Is your family ecstatic about you securing this job?"

"It's just that I've always been athletic and presumed I'd be suitable for it if I could relate to injuries. I was rather naive and believed all injuries were sports-related, but now I comprehend better. In regard to my loved ones, be prepared. They're in the dark about my presence here."

"Oh, that's a challenging predicament. Just maintain doing what's most advantageous to you, and we'll all extend assistance, I guarantee."

"In regard to romantic relationships, have you ever encountered one? You don't have to disclose anything if you're uncomfortable, but I'm your companion and an excellent listener."

"Not a single one. Any form of relationship is unthinkable in my hometown, and I'm unaware of how to meet anyone. Maybe DC will be more tolerant."

"Feel unrestrained; share anything. I was the same as you when I was your age. I didn't have my first kiss, date, or lose my virginity until later. You're entirely ordinary, contrary to what you might think. However, do you feel desire?"

She turned crimson and merely nodded.

"Apparently, you're really interested despite your upbringing. Before meeting my boyfriend, I was touching myself several times daily. Even now, I still do! Cheers to self-satisfaction!"

We clinked our glasses before I retrieved my tablet.

"Tell me what kind of partner you're attracted to. I'll visit a men's fashion site and show you."

I scrolled through the page and indicated some men, mentioning their well-defined shoulders and rough facial features, resembling Jim. She giggled and asserted she couldn't glean my perspective.

"Alright, your turn. Navigate to a women's fashion site. As I said, a physical attraction is significant, but we're simply playing. So, who do you view as sexually attractive?"

She highlighted a blonde girl with short hair, then a brunette with mid-length hair, and a few more similar girls.

"Thus, you find petite, cute girls captivating? Your height is substantial, thus it makes sense. There will be a plethora of them in DC I'm certain. And they'll be astoundingly attracted to you."

She blushed again, and I continued my inquisition.

"Regarding my experience with Jim, we rest on our sides in bed with him embracing me closely and his body warmly shielding mine. How do you envisage sleeping with a partner when in love?"

"That's funny you brought that up, as it's something I often daydream about. I picture myself lying on my back and having you on top of me, with your head resting on my chest and your legs crossed over my body. Does that make sense?"

"Absolutely, it's quite sweet. Would you both be naked? I've always slept naked even when I'm alone, and find it so comfortable with the sheets directly touching my skin."

I noticed her nipples hardening beneath her top, indicating that I'd hit a nerve.

"I understand what you mean and I sleep naked as well. Mom would be disapproving of this too, always gifting me bulky cotton pajamas for my birthdays to keep me from sinning. And I just toss them in the bin."

"Ah, I never looked at it that way. I assumed it was due to my increased masturbatory desires, but now I see the sheets were merely emboldening me towards temptation. How insightful."

We shared a laugh and I began retelling old stories about Monika, then became more personal.

"Would it be considered inappropriate if we shared a bed naked tonight? We're both of different sexual orientations and I'm quite senior, so this wouldn't suggest any attraction or may lead to anything. Nonetheless, I find you appealing and comprehend you. Would it be permissible if we slept this way?"

She gazed at me and responded, "Yes, it would be acceptable, and you're not particularly old! You're actually quite sexy. Yet, I'm rather self-conscious about my physique. I'm taller and thinner, and I've never revealed myself to anyone."

I couldn't help but think about how many of these young and stunning ladies have these distorted views of their bodies. First Kari believed she was plump and drab, and now Kate was describing herself as scrawny! But they're both stunning!

"Okay, Kate, you're being excessively hard on yourself. I was going to suggest we turn off the lights to preserve my dignity, but now we'll leave them on."

I stood up and removed my shirt and slid off my panties, then pulled the comforter back to my feet and lay on the bed on my side.

"Your turn."

She stood, and didn't know whether to face me or turn, so I instructed her, "Face me as you undress. And yes, I'll be gazing at your every millimeter to instill a sense of comfort in you."

She removed her top to reveal a sports bra that she shakily removed. She had a slender build with small breasts protruding from her chest. She hesitated, then slid her shorts down in one motion and joined me on the bed. As she attempted to pull the covers over her, I stopped her.

"We'll simply remain here, continuing our conversation. I'd like you to feel more at ease with your body. I might be older, but you're more than welcome to take in my figure too. I think it's exciting that you're admiring an older lady."

I admired her closely, noting her petite waist, shapely hips, and graceful legs and cute breasts. I shared my thoughts with her.

"Okay Kate, I've just assessed your figure. You have breasts I can only envy, and you have smooth skin and... oh my, what were you saying?"

"I can't say it!"

"Yes you can, any rules are nullified. Just be true to yourself."

Hesitation deepened before she replied, "You have an amazing body, and I've been secretly staring at you all day, envisioning slyly cupping your butt. Satisfied?"

"Oh Kate, I'm already looking forward to the moment you confess your attraction like that to your future partner. Just hearing you say it makes me feel excited!"

She smiled and I continued.

"Ok, picture yourself lying here with your partner, like this, and I'll lie on your shoulder. Inform me if it's comfortable for you."

I moved towards her and lay my head on her shoulder, peering down at her body.

"Kate, you are undeniably attractive. I'm looking at you, and you have a flattened belly, firm breasts, and a wonderful scent. You'll have all the girls fawning over you across town!"

"You're too kind, Jenn. I don't feel that way about myself."

"Trust me, Kate. You're destined for true romance and possess a kind and gentle demeanour, along with a body to match. How do you envision having sex with a lover? And don't feign innocence, I know you've fantasized about it."

"You know what, I do the same thing! I think most ladies do that. In fact, I had similar fantasies before I got my first relationship and played them out in my mind so they would be perfect when it really happened. And honestly, I'm super thrilled for you!

We finished our wine and set the alarm.

'Okay, we have the address, and I'll order an Uber for you. I'll just hang out here and read while I wait for you to come back. Jim really sang your praises, and if you're just being yourself, it's a done deal.'

'Thanks so much, Jenn. I owe you.'

'Nope, people have been kind to me, and I'm just returning the favor. You'll do the same.'

I turned off the lights and settled in. However, every other night when I shut off the light, that would trigger my hand to wander over myself. But after talking to Kate all evening, I realized she was quite vulnerable, and the last thing she needed was to be freaked out by someone touching themselves in bed next to her! So I kept my hands to myself and finally managed to fall asleep.

(But I must admit that while we were sleeping, I slowly slid over and snuggled up close to her, with my arm across her body. Finally, the alarm went off, and we both woke up. We looked at each other, and I told her I was planning a ten-minute nap, so she didn't need to rush out of bed.

'Sorry I got so close and invaded your space, but I'm always a snuggler in bed, and I must have sought you out in my sleep.' I tried to move back, but she grabbed my arm.

'No, it's okay, just stay where you are. We have ten minutes, right?'

I eased my arm back over her body, then moved my leg over hers, and said, 'The girl who falls in love with you will be extremely lucky.'

'Are you sure you aren't gay or bi? I've never met anyone like you.'

'Kate, there's a difference between physical contact and just being warm and affectionate. I'm sure you haven't experienced much physical affection before, but in my world, it's nice to cuddle up close to someone and feel their body next to mine. And even though I'm not attracted to women sexually, I still feel sexually aroused just from your warmth. Does that make sense?'

'Jenn, you make me feel sexually aroused?'

'Oh yes, and just imagine what your future girlfriend will feel like. She'll want to shower your whole body with kisses. I'm sure you'd like that.'

'Jenn, it's like you can read my mind!'

'No, I'm just very observant. Now, you need to get ready for your interview. Don't think about anything else, and I promise we'll continue talking later, okay?'

She got ready and put on her new outfit and looked fantastic. I threw on something and we headed downstairs for coffee and a quick bite to eat. Soon she jumped into the Uber and was on her way."

When I got back to the room, I called Jim immediately.

"Jim, you have to call your friend later and ask him how the interview went. His response will influence how I treat Kate later. I don't want to create unrealistic expectations, but at the same time I'd like to celebrate in advance. Can you do that?"

"Absolutely, Jenn. I'll give him a call. What's your take on her after spending time with her?"

"Oh Jim, she's so kind and incredibly conscientious. She'll be fantastic! I can't wait to hear how the interview went. I think she really wants the job."

"I'm sure it'll be fine. Enjoy your time there."

"I have to admit, though, I'm incredibly sexually aroused! We slept in the same bed and didn't have any sexual activity. It's driving me crazy!"

"Well, I'd love to help, but it's kinda weird from my cubicle. No sympathy?"

"Humph! Okay, you're worthless. Anyway, call your friend, please."

Around three o'clock, Jim texted and said the interview went well.

"Jim, can you give me more details? What does 'went well' mean? Can you give me a score from one to ten?"

"I'm confident it's a ten. He said she's a sure thing as long as there's no skeletons in her closet. Not something they usually do for someone new in the field, but he plans to try and give her a basic relocation assistance package."

"Awesome! I'll cover whatever additional costs she may have. She doesn't have much family support, sigh. I'll discuss it further later."

A few hours later, she texted me to say she was on her way to the hotel, and one of the other therapists was giving her a ride. Soon enough, she entered the room bouncing with excitement.

"Jenn! She's 99% convinced she got the job! Other therapists were treating her like she'd already been hired, and the HR representative said the only holdup would be if something had shown up in her background check. But I assured her she's as boring as can be and her only pastime is reading."

I hugged her, excited for her and eager to hear all the details. I researched some trendy spots and planned for us to first have dinner at a stylish bistro, then follow it up with a cocktail place.

"Can you handle it, Kate?"

"Absolutely, and Jenn! I promise I'll cover you for everything! This has been such an incredible adventure."

"Forget about it. You just pay it forward when you can. We'll even."

"Thank you. Jenn, what did you do all day? You know, with all the excitement I forgot to ask."

"Reading is code for something else I needed to handle." I winked at her.

She started to respond, but I cut her off and said, "It's all right, Kate. I was hyped up this morning. A girl's got to do what a girl's got to do, right?"

She smiled, and I asked her to start getting ready. I'd call and book a reservation for around six, leaving us the rest of the night to chat.

Soon she emerged, only in her bra and underwear, looking exquisite. I had encountered Monika when she was around 34, but Kate's figure and gait were so comparable to Monika's that I saw the potential of a young Monika.

She approached the mirror to brush her hair, and her phone rang.

"Hi Mom, what's up?" She put it on speaker and continued getting ready.

"So I saw you're in Washington D.C.? You didn't announce this to anyone."

"I'm there for a job interview."

"How'd that happen?"

"Well, a guy I met knows another guy here and he vouched for me since I had outstanding grades and considered I'd fit."

"So you've got a guy!?"

"Mom, yes, a guy. And surprisingly, he did it from the kindness of his heart, not because he's trying to seduce me."

"You don't need to get defensive. We were simply wondering."

"No, you weren't, you were hoping I'd changed. Anyhow, I haven't. And you know what? This guy got me the plane ticket and the hotel room and his girlfriend accompanied me and bought me new clothes for the interview. They know I'm a lesbian and they couldn't care less. His girlfriend spent the night in the bed with me and even she didn't become a lesbian. They should be praying and praising God for my mothering instead of parading my name through the church to find supporters."

"We're just trying to provide support."

"You're trying to find support for yourself because of my shame. But it's alright, people here have been so lovely and surpassed my expectations. I'm positive I got the job, and I'm fully committed to moving on."

She hung up and looked at me.

"You should've told her about our, um, activities last night, too. They'd be praying furiously."

She chuckled and relaxed, evidently feeling better. It must be mentally taxing to live like that!

"Hey Kate, I won't mention anything you just told me. What caught your attention first—you look incredibly attractive. It's reassuring you're acting more naturally. Do you remember I was in the room, by any chance?"

"Yes, I did. I just thought you'd be okay with it, and it feels good. I guess I've been subconsciously ashamed mentally, and my body was ashamed as well. But now I trust you."

"That means a lot to me. Alright, let's experiment with some role-playing before our night out. I'll pretend to be a stranger you've just been introduced to, then we'll do the opposite and I'll introduce myself to you. Pay attention to the subtleties and body language."

We practiced time and again, until she could do it without blushing. She picked up the skills of maintaining eye contact and standing with proper posture, just like Monika taught me. She looked sensational in the attire I purchased for her, and I teased her about the appealing elements beneath that outfit.

"Trust me, Kate. The clothes you wear come in contact with your body can significantly influence how you feel. My friend taught me the importance of wearing alluring pieces, even if they were never meant to be publicly seen. And why? People will be visualizing you when they see you tonight."

"Oh, Jenn, they won't. No one has ever done that before."

"They will now. This is the new, confident version of you."

We made our way down to the lobby and stepped out onto the street. I told her, "In case you're unconcerned, a stranger already ogled you with his eyes. While we walk down the street, I'd like you to casually spot a lady you find appealing, alright?"

She started to object, but I silenced her and shared how being a good girl in Indiana wouldn't cut it with me.

"You've definitely checked out ladies before, Kate. You don't need to ogle them like men do; giving them a glance and a smile is more than enough. And hey, I'm not even attracted to women, and I do that too! Just be yourself!"

Our destination was a few blocks away, and the street was swarming with young professionals. Finally, she said, "The girl in the red dress was incredibly cute. She checked me out too and smiled."

"See? Was that so wrong? Did you peep at her? What did you picture underneath that outfit? Undoubtedly, you daydreamed about it."

She sighed and responded, "I thought about a grey lace bra and panties, along with stockings that climb her thighs. I always wanted to try wearing those, but I worried that I'd look like an idiot in them."

"Oh my goodness, Kate! You would look incredible in them! Why didn't you tell me? This is going to be so much fun shopping with you. I'm certain you fantasize about trying them on and how they cling to your thighs and make you feel something constantly. What did she feel when she saw you?"

"Oh, she wasn't. She was most likely an older woman, perhaps thinking I was accompanying my mom to a dance recital."

"Really? Did you notice if she was wearing a wedding ring?"

"No."

"Did you look then?"

"Ugh, yes! Was that wrong??"

"Of course, and I'm certain she did as well. This night is going to be extraordinarily memorable!"

We reached the bistro and we were promptly seated. I informed Kate, "I'd called earlier, and they normally don't take reservations, but I told them you were in town for the very first time, and we were commemorating the commencement of a new job, and that you happened to be a young lesbian coming out, and that we wanted your evening to be perfect."

"Jenn, you did not!"

"Mmm... not the lesbian part, but the rest was accurate, and they agreed to make an exception."

We sat down, and I praised her for her job interview performance. I also made it known that I'd return to assist her moving into her new place and aiding with tasks she was unaware of, unless she had other ideas.

"What? Yes, of course I want you to assist me! Jenn, why do you go above and beyond for me?"

"Because someone was considerate to me, and you deserve the same treatment. So, now that you've mostly been independent with your emotions, share your queries and insecurities with me. What's on your mind?"

"Oh God, everything's a concern! And it's so childish! I fear that my first kiss will be awkward, and they'll deem me a fool. When we hug, they'll think they're being attacked by a giant octopus."

"Oh dear, you're in need of assistance. When I was your age, I'd never kissed, and my friend assisted me before my initial date. I'll teach you how to kiss, and the hugging too. What else worries you?"

"Well, my height. I'm 5-10, and I resemble a giraffe. Also, I'm unsure if I appear appealing in the areas down there."

This poor girl! However, I recognized what she was going through.

First, you shouldn't worry about your vagina's appearance. I've never seen it, but it's probably normal. Just like fingerprints, they all vary, and no one's ever complained about an unattractive one. Plus, you weren't shaved last night, but you still seemed groomed, which I found more appealing. Monica taught me a technique to make oral sex more enjoyable. I can help you with that if you'd like.

Ten days ago, if someone had told me I'd be having this conversation with you, I would've thought they were mad. But I feel comfortable around you.

I'm thrilled to help you out! When we practice kissing, keep in mind that I'm only instructing you, and it won't technically be your first kiss. Monica taught me this skill, but my first real kiss was with my boyfriend. So remember, though you haven't felt that first-time spark yet, you need to find that special someone before you can fully enjoy the experience.

She understood and said, "I get it."

Let's bypass the so-called banana lesson; that makes it simpler.

You mean the banana lesson?

Jenn, use your imagination. For the sake of your boyfriend, I'll answer.

When Kate came back, I instructed her to go to the restroom. I planned to ask the server for a hip spot to visit later. Alone, I told the server:

"Can you suggest a cozy place where my friend can connect with people her age? She's 21, which shouldn't be an issue. Any recommendations?"

"I've got a place in mind. A big bar with many high tops, not too noisy, you can still converse. And there are hot guys!"

I smiled and revealed, "I also mean hot girls. She's new to the city, looking for friends, and is rather shy. She's single and not exploring casual relationships. She needs someone to chat with and make friendships."

"There'll be plenty of attractive girls as well. She's adorable, and she'll have no problem making new acquaintances. Are you two just visiting?"

"Sort of. She's about to land her dream job and move here permanently. I'm assisting her during her stay."

As Kate returned, she said to the server, "Jenn's nuts, but I wouldn't leave her even if she asked me to."

Charmed, the server responded, "If you're still here after work, I'll be by. Maybe some of my friends will be there."

I told Kate later, "It's easy to make friends, and people want to help. As long as you're polite, smile, and pay attention to cues, you'll do great."

Kate enjoyed her dinner immensely.

"This is fantastic! I must learn to cook for myself."

"You could find another girl who likes culinary pursuits. You'd make a cute couple in the kitchen."

"No way. Everyone here has an attractive look, personality, and style, and they don't seem to notice me. I'm invisible."

"Wrong," I shared. "You have a classy appeal to you. Just don't forget about maintaining eye contact and reading people's body language."

Our server chatted with us a bit more. We said we were visiting that bar and might run into her afterward. It was only a few blocks away, and we arrived there before long.

"Kate, I found the perfect hangout. It's what I was searching for! Let's start at the bar, and we might get a table later."

The bartender was friendly, but I didn't feel right revealing that he wouldn't succeed with Kate. She complimented the bartender on his kind nature and his skill in creating her drink. Strangers struck up a conversation with us as they learned we were from Indiana. We informed the bartender we were visiting this place and may reunite with him later. Since it was just across the road, we arrived there without delay.

"Kate, I'm convinced that this is the perfect place. And at the bar, we could start off, and if a table appears, we can move there."

The bartender was friendly and playful, but I couldn't bring myself to share that he wouldn't win Kate over. Kathmand the bartender was kind to her, but he couldn't win over Kate's affections. She let me know that strangers often pay attention to her and inquire about our backgrounds.

To our amazement, one of the women in the group said, "Wow! This is great news. The server from the café we were just in is a friend of ours, and she told us what a cool bunch you are. She asked if you'd like to join us at our table. She'll be here shortly."

We followed their invitation and sat with them. The conversation covered Kate's future plans, their jobs, and other details. With Kate's impending move, I wanted to give her some personal space, so I said, "Excuse me, ladies. I'm going to have a chat with the bartender and get myself another drink. Oh, and thanks so much for telling Kate about the city. She's off to a great start!"

Kate expressed concern, saying, "Jenn, you don't need to leave! You can stay with us!"

With a smile, I replied, "Kate, this is your new home, and you have a whole table of relatable people. Besides, the bartender seems really cute!"

As the women laughed, I headed to the bar and chatted with the bartender. I told him that I was leaving Kate with the women since she had recently met them. In a short while, two young men joined us - one around my age.

"Hey, Jimmy! How's the night going? Mike wanted to stop by," I said to one of the men. I soon discovered that this man owned the place, and the young gentleman next to him was his son, and Jimmy was the bartender.

They started bantering casually, and the owner inquired about my experience.

"Oh yes, this is our first time here, and we're already loving it! I brought a friend here for a job interview, and she's over there with a group of girls. I'm just stepping back to give her some space and let her make proper introductions."

We continued chatting, and they appeared quite friendly. I mentioned how thoughtful and intelligent Kate was, and explained that her family had an unsupportive attitude toward her and asked her to change. This information visibly upset the two men.

The owner then said, "Jimmy, get their orders for a complimentary round of drinks. Next, Kate seems to be new to the area, and I want to give her my card. My wife is a realtor and can assist her in finding an apartment. We have a garage loaded with things from our children's weddings, such as dishes, silverware, and other accessories, so she'll have everything she needs. Don't hesitate to call."

Kate accepted the card, surprised by their generosity.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked.

"Jenn raved about you, and I'm confident your character is genuine. Call us when you're ready. Some places are fraudulent and ask for considerable finder's fees, but she'll treat you well and has already informed us."

This act of kindness from the father and son was heartwarming. Their construction project manager son offered to help with moving furniture and setting up Kate's new place in exchange for a case of beer! We were filled with gratitude and thanked them profusely.

Later, I found out that while I was chatting with the bartender, Kate had confided in one of the women about her sexual orientation and wasn't interested in any romantic involvement with men. The woman in the group then asked Kate what traits she was seeking in a partner.

"Physical attraction is crucial, but I'm also searching for someone who wants to go to a park for a picnic, hold hands, and watch a movie on an iPad. If we were to join you, I'd want people to view us as a wonderful couple, not just a lesbian one. I intend to avoid making a statement or a spectacle – all I want is to be happy, like you guys."

The group expressed their admiration for Kate and promised to treat her like one of their own, never treating her differently, and eagerly awaited her return. My objective of connecting Kate with a supportive group had been achieved.

But then, something unexpected happened when Kate revealed she had never had a girlfriend before and was looking for someone to romanticize the park picnics, everything around the house like chores, and help her focus on school. The women were delighted by this information and couldn't wait for Kate's return. My job was accomplished!

Kate applauded my efforts to promote myself and tried to clarify how she came to be at this meeting. She revealed that she had only known Jenn for a week, but considered her to be her best friend. Jenn's boyfriend was the one who connected her to this job, which brought both of us together. She even mentioned that her boyfriend is good-looking, despite being gay.

She pulled out her phone and showed the girls photos from our dinner the previous week, and they were smitten with Jim. I couldn't wait to share this news with him!

She continued by saying, "Jenn's boyfriend is 20 years younger than her, and she's irresistible."

One of the girls asked, "How old are you?"

"I'm 56, I'm so sorry, too old to hang out with you girls."

"Wow, my mom is 46, and you look much younger than her!"

"Thank you, but please don't tell her that. I work out regularly, I've never smoked, I eat healthily, and I have a positive attitude. That's a lesson for you."

Kate felt proud that the girls had accepted me, and we had a wonderful time together, filled with laughter and joking. I managed to coax Kate out of her shell a bit.

"By the way ladies, I've been working with Kate on her insecurities because for some reason, she doesn't see herself as attractive. Before we came here, we went shopping and I bought her some outfits, and promised her that people would be drooling over her. Do you think she's attractive?"

One of the girls exclaimed, "You're so pretty! I'm so glad you're gay, or my boyfriend would've been all over you all night if he was here!" The other girls chimed in, assuring Kate that she didn't have to worry at all about her appearance and would receive plenty of admiration from both men and women.

The server from the previous establishment passed by, and she updated the girls on my activities. "No pressure, but I know people who know people and can help you meet others. We'll filter out the weirdos and the crazies, and they can sit here comfortably now. The worst that could happen is you make new friends."

"Ok, but I don't want anything forced. However, if someone came here and gave me a second look or checked me out, I'd be flattered, right?"

I joked, "Kate, I think I need to cut you off now! I've never heard you talk like that!"

Everyone laughed, but it was time for us to exchange contact information. We were planning a birthday party for Kate in three months, with all of them being invited. Kate also extended an invitation for them to attend her housewarming party when she found a place. We took several group photos, and Kate was overjoyed! We thanked the owner and made our way back to the hotel.

We entered the room, and I said, "Alright Kate, it's time for the kissing lesson. To create a romantic atmosphere, let's think of the girl with short blonde hair on the fashion website yesterday, and the girl in the red dress who walked past us. Imagine if you ran into her again at a cafe and had coffee together. And then you two walked towards your building together. She thanks you and grabs your hand, turning you around to face her. Can you imagine it?"

She nodded, and I could see she was nervous, as if it was her first real kiss.

"Alright. In your fantasy, what am I wearing?"

"Um, low-rise jeans and a yellow t-shirt."

"That's quite specific. It seems you appreciatie girls a lot more than you admit, and that's natural. So, you're the one who will kiss me. Lean forward a bit, place your hands around my waist, and I'll wrap my arms around your back gently."

We practiced, and I had to pull back too soon.

"Kate, relax! It's like kissing a robot! But it's okay, Monika and I went through the same thing. This time, as we get closer, breathe out and let yourself feel like you're melting."

We tried again and this time, it was much better. Kate leaned forward, turned her head slightly, and our lips met. We held the kiss for about three seconds, and I whispered, "That's good. Now separate your lips slightly and let's see how the real thing goes."

We pressed our lips together softly, and at the same moment, I gently maneuvered her body closer to mine. I supported her with my thigh to ensure stability and allowed her to feel comfortable while we kissed and breathed again.

"How am I doing, Jenn?"

"You're doing great, Kate. The most crucial thing is that you're feeling relaxed. It's almost like dancing, isn't it?"

We continued practicing, and before long, I deemed her a master kisser. I proposed that we hit the sack in preparation for a nice breakfast and a trip to the airport in the morning.

Jenn visited the restroom first, returning wearing only a long t-shirt. I mirrored her choice, wearing one of Jim's button-up shirts with nothing underneath.

"If you're with a woman, ask for a simple item of clothing to remember her by. It isn't suitable for a first date, but once you've entered a committed relationship, she'll view it as a compliment. Ready for bed? You're looking amazing––I wish you believed it."

"I'm not sure, Kate. I fear any woman who reached this point would be disenchanted and leave me."

"Kate, you're insane. Even I feel an urge to sleep with you, and I'm straight! Here's what I suggest: I'll be 'red dress girl' again, and I'll hop into bed next to you. That's what she'd want, right?"

I discarded my shirt and jumped into bed, at which point I rolled onto my side. I gazed at her before she made her way over to me. She faced me, and she gradually removed her t-shirt, exposing her lean figure. Kate was incredibly alluring––her smooth skin, pert breasts, and extended legs made my heart race.

She hesitated briefly before joining me in bed. I crawled towards her and inquired, "Can I sleep in your arms again?"

She complied, and I moved to my post near her.

"Jenn, I don't care what you think or how others influenced you. You'll make someone extremely happy."

"You're ridiculous, Kate, but thank you. These past few days have been unbelievable."

"They've been just as special for me, and this place feels right for you. You can start embracing yourself now."

We cuddled, but my excitement from the previous night hadn't diminished. I could only wonder how Kate was handling it!

"So, Kate, you still have a lot to learn about relationships. To be honest, I think many girls your age are fragile and more focused on following societal norms than their desires. Remember when I shared my experience of playing with myself while my ex-boyfriend ignored me?"

"Oh, the one where you masturbated beside him while he was watching football?"

"Right, exactly. Future get-togethers with the girls will be entertaining."

"Indeed. When you first meet someone, you'll be unable to keep your hands off each other. Then, life will show up, and she might be exhausted and desire playfulness, or she'll need to rise very early, and this can result in resentment and frustration. A better solution involves discussing sexual compatibility from the beginning: agree to be there for one another sexually."

"What do you suggest?"

"Suppose you were aroused at any point throughout the day or evening or while kissing? Would you have done anything about it?"

"Yes, I couldn't help it."

"Alright, imagine you and I are in a relationship, and you're dying to make love to me, but I'm exhausted. Instead of becoming agitated or hurt, we remain under the covers. I lay my head on your shoulder, and then I seize your hand and place it between your legs. Don't brush this off like it's strange; many people have done it. However, instead of resenting me because I wasn't pleased, relish in sharing an intimate moment with me as I drift into slumber."

"Jenn, how do you have this much experience?"

I grinned and responded, "I had a wise mentor."

"What else should I remember?"

"When you first meet a woman, avoid seeming overly enamored or uninterested. You don't want to overwhelm her, as she may feel suffocated. Alternatively, you don't want to be indifferent, causing her to question your feelings toward her."

"How can I know the appropriate response?"

"Consider this a metaphor. Suppose you've just met a girl, and you're chatting about your hobbies, and she expresses a passion for rock climbing. You have three possible reactions: viewing rock climbing as boring, rock climbing as intriguing, or desiring to engage in rock climbing."

The best solution would be to observe some videos during the coming days and learn about it. Later, inform her, "Oh, I watched a few videos regarding rock climbing, and it appears pretty incredible! It's an intense workout!" She may even ask you to try it but it's better to state that it's her activity, and you're aware she has rock climbing buddies. This way, she could continue her hobby as usual, and also have the opportunity to display her abilities to you and exhibit her new girlfriend to the people she climbs with. Is this clear?

"Certainly, I won't push it too much."

It's crucial to consider how you might behave in less comfortable circumstances. Suppose you're thrilled and inform her that you signed her up for cooking lessons, but she insists it's more than ridiculous and never had any intention of enrolling in a cooking class. Naturally, you'd be upset because you and she had previously discussed this topic.

"I'd be heartbroken!"

In such an event, consider merely hugging her and stating that she seems to be having a bad day. You saw how exhausted she appeared when she entered; you should have noticed. She'll shower you with kisses afterwards and thank you. Just keep in mind, don't obsess over stuff beyond your control, and refrain from overthinking.

"Jennifer, my respect for you has amplified! You're a genuine ninja."

"Pfft, I'm nowhere near a ninja. Trust me, there are a lot of things I've done that would astonish you. I've never harmed anybody or broken the law, but I can be a tad reckless."

"What was your behavior like when you were my age?"

"Considering she was bisexual, and she adored me, we were quite similar, excluding the lesbian aspect. We didn't truly have sex, but we had a great time."

"Wow, Jennifer, that's rather intriguing."

"I know you are, but let's discuss your desires first. Doesn't need to be exclusive to sex. Share your fantasies with me."

"You'll consider me silly."

"I promise I won't. All I ask is that you open up."

"All right, imagine attending a party at someone else's house, and we're in the kitchen, and she whispers for me to join her. When I enter, she grabs me and expresses how she can't wait to go home and starts kissing me. We then leave the kitchen, and people can tell what we were up to."

"Now that's romantic!"

Then, question me about my past with my friend. I said we didn't engage in actual sex, but what did we do?

"Oh, that deserves a different tale. When we return, if you want, I'll show you the images of hers and me together. I promised Kari I'd reveal them to her as well, so it'll be a perfect moment for a slumber party, okay?"

"This sounds too good to be true! Thank you, Jennifer!"

"We don't want to hurry in the morning, so I'll extinguish the lamp now."

I snuggled up against her shoulder.

"Here's a scenario I was talking about. Imagine you were incredibly turned on, yet required to wake up early. I'd place your hand on you and advise you to fantasize about me."

"Jenn, I will find a girlfriend who shares your perspective. I pledge!"

"I know you will, just be patient."

"Will I be able to contact you if I have queries or require assistance?"

"Kate, you can dial me any moment, 24 hours a day. I will always be around. Now go back to sleep, and let's have a great day tomorrow."

Wow, I was genuinely turned on! But I couldn't do anything because I didn't want Kate to suppose I was seducing her! I truly wasn't! Thus, I closed my eyes and attempted to fall asleep. Regrettably, it wasn't what you anticipated!

"Hey, but now we've raised the standard. You have dreams, and don't let yourself give up or settle. You've never been in a relationship, and you're quite fragile! Just remember that you'll undoubtedly meet someone impressive and precisely the one you're looking for, yet following a few weeks, she might not be into you, and you'll feel devastated. However, it's common, and don't take it personally, even if it's personal. Got it?"

"Sure, but I wish you had come and lived with me."

"Well, we know that's not possible, but I'm not too far away if you truly needed me, okay?"

She appeared more at ease, and I informed her to jump into the shower first while I called Jim to report on the travel.

He didn't respond, but then a minute later, a text arrived.

"Can't talk right now, but we can text for a moment."

"Fine, I just wanted to share that the trip went extremely well, and the hospital better hires her! How was your journey? Did you finally meet up with Lisa? She didn't cancel, did she?"

"No, she's coming down for breakfast in a few minutes."

"Did you have a lovely time last night?"

"Yes, she's terrific."

"Terrific coming from you implies she's fantastic. I informed you she was the one! You rockstar! And don't you dare disregard me when you choose to marry! Say, we'll talk later."

Shortly after, Kate walked out of the bathroom and toweled her hair dry. She inquired immediately about anything wrong. It must have shown on my face.

"No! You know that girl I set Jim up with a few weeks ago? They had dinner last night and chatted the night away and had a delightful time! I'm a matchmaker!"

"No Jenn, I didn't know that. I considered you were joking about that girl. Jim's your boyfriend, correct?"

"Well, he was, but I realized it wasn't fair to him because of the age difference. I prodded him to meet her again if he could. She's exceptional! And you would adore her!"

"But Jenn, that's insane! I witnessed you two together! You were the identical person!"

"It's fine, Kate. He's truly a fantastic guy, and I'm pleased to have assisted. I'm just fine, truly. And we'll keep in touch! We'll keep texting frequently, and I'll even tell him I dream about him all the time! And I have his shirt! And don't even think of him any differently now. That would hurt me."

"I won't Jenn, but darn, you're one tough lady! Are you genuinely okay?"

"Yes, Kate, I'm fine. I'll take a shower now, and when I emerge, you can brush my hair, okay? I would like that!"

I knew this day would come, but I genuinely liked Jim. I believed I would be perfectly fine when the moment arrived, and I genuinely desired him to approach her, yet I didn't anticipate it to be so challenging. And I suddenly understood why I had been acting so carelessly with myself and others, just using Mike and Kyle and doing ridiculous things in the theater. I had encountered a kind man like Jim, and I knew I couldn't have him, so I was trying to ruin it on purpose. Oh my goodness, I'm such a mess!

I strode back out and seated myself in front of the mirror, and Kate assumed her position behind me. I gazed into the mirror, and my memories flashed back to when Monika used to comb my hair. I was even bare-chested, and Kate stood there in her lingerie and a tight shirt. She could've been Monika.

I was somewhat injured inside, but I needed to be there for Kate. It would be abysmal to disintegrate now! Kate and I started chatting. I'm not sure why it's so fun for girls to do that, but it is!

And just then, her phone rang.

"Hi, Mom."

"Hi, I noticed your photos on Facebook. You looked stunning. Who were all those individuals?"

"My friend Jennifer who came here with me, and a few girls we met at a club close to the hotel."

"Which one is Jennifer?"

"The blonde woman in the white dress."

"When will you learn if you got the job? Are you moving there?"

"I'm unsure, but I'll relocate here regardless. I'll find something to do."

"You should slow down...

"Listen, with Indiana finally ready to roll out their gay conversion program, you've got to realize I'm not changing this time. It's you who needs to adjust. See, I've been friends with Jennifer for only a short while, and she's already fully accepted me from the start. The girls on Facebook are planning a big birthday party for me in a few months and they know I'm gay. And it gets better, the shop owner who we hung out with is going to help me settle down in my new apartment with the help of his son's construction team, and his wife's going to help me decorate my new place while offering me everything I'll need to set up. And he knows I'm gay too. Let me tell you, I'm moving on. You're more than welcome to drop by anytime, but I beg you to leave your unhelpful opinions behind. Anyhow, I need to go now, we've got time for a coffee and breakfast before we head to the airport."

Turning to Kate, "You're truly something special, you know that? It's not every day we see people change if they don't have to. Your mother will have a bit to ponder upon. You're always been a lone wolf with this, but not anymore. You despise me for how I'd help you, and I simply admire you. You'll always be my family. Don't hesitate to call, it's what friends are for. Mentioned earlier, there's vacation time you need to earn, but you're right, you'll be the one I call."

"Sure, Jen, I'll be there. Believe me, you'll be the first to know once I've found someone. You'll need my blessings. I'll introduce her to you too."

"Alright, it's a deal. Is there any update on when you may hear more about the position?"

"None whatsoever. They've only mentioned they'll perform a background check before proceeding."

"Funny, seeing as Jim wouldn't have asked you to travel this far for nothing. Give him a call tomorrow. Not many candidates are fortunate enough to receive insider information such as this."

Her smile broadened as we enjoyed what would be our last breakfast together before I called an Uber and we headed to our departure gate, breezing through the security.

"Kate?"

"Mmh"

"Sometimes, how do you know things before they happen?"

"I just sense them, I suppose."

As we made our way to the gate, her phone rang. Talking animatedly, I could tell she received an offer. "Jenn, they just offered me a start date! All they require from me is to accept it."

"Keep it quiet until you get an official notice. I know you can handle it. Separate business from pleasure. It wouldn't be good if you were seen celebrating before you're fully committed."

We speedily boarded the airplane, and I saw her worries stir. "You know, Jim's worth it. You'll never forget the bond we had. And he genuinely cares about you, and you haven't heard the last of him."

"Jenn..."

I interrupted her with a smile. "Don't fret, we both know how hard it is to resist Jim. I was the first to bring him into my room after we met. And I may have planted a few ideas about what sexual positions he can do with you. But maybe I'll never see him again."

"Really? Then, you should at least hope to be younger and be with him."

"I'm honestly not jealous. However, I can't help but feel bad I won't get my chance with him. Will you tell him I said hi?"

"Sure."

"And you want to meet me at his place, right?"

"Mmh"

"Ok, but Jim is dating someone new, and things feel rather sticky for now. Let's not complicate matters further by adding more tension into the mix. He's with Lisa right now. I only wish I could be twenty years younger and be the one to be with him."

Texting Jim, I shared the news. "Hey, buddy, they're ready to hire her and they've even sent her the salary info! You totally nailed it with this one, she surely deserves this! She's packing up and will need moving help, will a truck be enough?"

"Stop it! She's kind, but you're Jennifer. Tell Kate to compile a list of things she'll need to move, and we can decide whether one or two trucks are necessary. I'll help her."

"Jim, you've charmed so many ladies. You must've enchanted Lisa last night."

Please don't say you did, Jim!

"I wouldn't confirm or deny, Jenn. Talk to me about Kate's preparations."

What did that even mean??? I thought I was done for, but now I'm lost in confusion. I'll settle this later.

"Kate, think of what items you'd like to take, and Jim's ready to assist. He has a truck and knows someone with one in case you need additional space. Agreed?"

"Agreed, HR promised the offer would be an encrypted link, and I'll open it at home to see the budget. I'm so excited!"

"There are many more things to take care of. You need to contact the landlord about an apartment, establish a connection with a local bank, utilities, a financial planner, and several other tasks. I'll help you."

We arrived home, and I extended my invitation for Kate to stay with me as long as she liked, sharing the same bed again. To my surprise, she agreed. I've realized how alone I was, but I cherished having her and Kari around.

I also shared about Jim, stating he and I had spoken, and that he's ready to try with Lisa. I told them I'd be angry and disappointed if anyone else were involved, but not Lisa. I hoped they'd get the chance to meet her and understand.

Kate criticized, "I still don't like it, Jenn! He hugged you and chatted with you so intimately. What if someone I like abruptly leaves me for a younger girl?"

"Kate, you're 21, they won't seek out younger models. Calm down. I hope they begin a relationship, and one day you'll recognize the connection. Possibly, they're already sexual powerhouses."

"Oh Jenn, your blunt humor, sarcasm, and playfulness."

"Why not mix all three? I intend to imagine Lisa bouncing on his large penis and moaning in pleasure, as I once did."

"Too much information!"

"I'll share as much as I'll receive if I meet someone too."

"You'd better not!"

"Sir, I won't keep secrets! Kate, want some wine?"

"Kari.."

It's hysterical watching my life evolve. I don't intend to denigrate my past, but now, I have two girls who respect me and share their secrets.

We decided on a slumber party like I'd promised, and I uncovered the old photo albums.

"There are two albums, blue one has normal pictures, while the gray one is more racy. We don't need to view it if you're uncomfortable."

Kari chose the wine bottle and retorted, "I think this might help."

"Note that I only have a few pictures in the blue one, but you two will enjoy them."

Kate studied the picture and expressed, "Monika's so beautiful. There's something unaccountable about her."

"Monika was sophisticated. She was tall like you, quiet, generous, and had a captivating sensuality. I learned so much from her."

"Monika must've been a wise woman. Like what?" [

"I'll share some knowledge with you."

Kate looked at me, inquiring, "Can you be more detailed?"

"Monika always saw something beyond my age," I said, "or was it her bisexual side?"

"Jenn, you're beautiful now. I can't fathom how dazzling you appeared back then."

"I was adorable, but Monika said I acted older than my years. Maybe it was her attraction to me. Anyway, here's a photo of us on a park bench, sharing an ice cream."

Kate gazed at the picture, saying, "Monika is breathtaking. I can't comprehend her charm."

"Monika was refined. She was tall like you, silent, kind, and sensitive. I learned a lot from her."

"What, specifically?" Kate asked.

"I'll disclose certain information."

The two sisters laughed and sipped their drinks. Each sip corresponded with a tale, a story untold to Jennifer before this moment. It was gratifying to experience this newfound sisterhood and the secrets exchanged. It's hilarious how my existence has shifted. I used to live a functional life, but now I have two young ladies who admire me, and we're free to share our deepest confidences.

"So, the next album will have more information about her and her husband. Check out this image - she was certainly much taller than me! She carried herself with such confidence."

In the picture, we're standing together, holding hands, and the memory still feels fresh. We looked through several more pictures, showing them shopping, having a picnic, and lounging around in their living room.

Kate became fascinated, asking, "We see the pictures, but tell us more about her and her husband. There are no other people - they must have been very special. How did you meet them? Why them?"

I could understand how strange it might seem from their point of view, but how much could I reveal?

"We met under unusual circumstances, and I was naive and unaware of anything, like how to act or dress. She took me under her wing."

Kari responded, "Alright, Kate, this time when someone asks a question, the answer raises even more questions. Jenn, you're grown women; tell us more!"

I thought about it. "Let's look at some other pictures."

I flipped through the album and came across the photos I'd rather not see.

"Here's Rolf, my first boyfriend. We were absolutely in love!"

I was nauseous just thinking about him.

"Oh my gosh, you two are so adorable together! Look at his blue eyes! Did you two go on double dates? Where is he now? Do you still stay in touch with him?"

"Well, he was German, and after a year of being together, my father was transferred back to the U.S., so I had to leave. We sent letters back and forth, but they eventually became less frequent, and we simply drifted apart. I met someone else, and I'm sure he did too."

"And you never made an effort to contact him? Jenn, this is crazy, even for you!"

"No, I didn't want to interfere with his life and he didn't know my married name, so he couldn't find me anyway."

"Perfectly normal. You fall in love, befriend a couple you met in mysterious situations, and disappear without contacting any of them. Jenn, it's okay to connect with him."

"No, I have my two favorite girls, and I enjoy watching them start their lives! I'm happy right now."

"Yeah, of course, you nearly had a breakdown when Jim mentioned he had dinner with Lisa, and now your palms are sweating looking at these old pictures of your ex and this woman who, for some reason, seems incredible."

"Okay, but I'm not a martyr. I genuinely wanted Jim to find someone, and I don't want to disturb Rolf. And I love helping you both. I'm content,"

"We'll come back to that. Let's look at different pictures."

After finishing the first album, Kari had fetched her iPad and said, "We're going to search for Rolf online and see what his situation is. We won't send him a message or anything. You'll just see that he's doing well."

"Kari, I can't. What if he's not there? And there are numerous people with his common last name."

"Alright, we'll check a few pages and then drop it. What are you so afraid of?"

I provided his full name and the city where he attended college, and studied, and now I was beginning to get curious. Kari cleared out the search results and narrowed it down to around 50 potential matches. She began pointing out guys and I said no, no, no, and she persisted.

Finally, a familiar face appeared, and I couldn't believe it - it was him. He'd aged, of course, but his eyes had not changed.

"There he is. He seems to be doing well."

"You don't know anything Jenn. Rolf's Facebook page is one of the most boring things I've ever seen. It's just him in a canoe, that's it. Did you two often go boating?"

"Yes, he used to take me out on the lake."

"So, are you going to send him a message?"

"No, I can't, I don't want to interrupt him."

"I'm not gonna tell you what to do. But if he's married, has a girlfriend, or doesn't care about you, just forget about it. I mean it."

"What time is it there?"

"It's 4am."

"Alright, I'll send a message. He'll probably check his page before he leaves for canoeing."

I didn't even glance at what she wrote, but she promised it would be enjoyable. But Kate was so intrigued by my life and the images.

"So how did you meet Monika? You haven't said yet. You know, anything we talk about tonight stays here, right Kari?"

Kari jumped in and said, "Jenn, you'd never believe how loyal we are. You can tell us anything."

"You wouldn't like me anymore."

"You were 20, right? We all do crazy things."

"Okay, I'll tell you. But I'll be really hurt if you think I'm disgusting."

Before we looked at more images, I talked about how I went to the theater for the first time with my friends, and how I found it so thrilling and kept going back. Kate spoke up first.

"So you walked around naked and let guys look at you?"

"It's difficult to explain. I simply adored it when guys appreciated me. It was so thrilling! You know, Rolf had this tiny apartment with just a bed and a desk where he studied, and sometimes I would lie on his bed and let myself go, making him stand by the door and watch me. Then I'd see him hold his penis and get so aroused, and it drove me wild!"

Kari simply stared at me and said, "Oh, that's lovely. Do you have anything else you wish to disclose?"

"Not really, I was an amateur. But they did show my film at the theater one night. Martin recorded it for me, and it was a surprise for Rolf. That's the one I want to digitize and show you."

"What a shame Kate must feel. She thought you were so innocent."

"I am innocent. And Monika was the kindest, most considerate person I ever met, but she was also quite wild and sexually extroverted. I'm sure Kate's future partner would love it if she was the same."

"That's true. Kate, what are your thoughts on this?"

"I don't know, I've always had to hide my identity, so being here in bed with you two is quite adventurous to me. A month ago, I never could have imagined it was even possible."

I replied, "Okay, so now you understand how I felt. I never dated in high school and didn't have many close friends, and I was just tagging along when we went to that theater that time. And even though they believed it was depraved, I thought it was so thrilling! That's why I returned on my own another day."

"Weren't you scared of being found out? Even if your dad didn't go to such a place, perhaps one of his friends would."

"No, I never saw anyone I knew, not even at the strip shows where someone could sneak in quickly."

"What's a peep show?"

"It was a venue with a rotating platform featuring small windows, and men could pay for a one-minute glimpse. It was mostly young college students and downtown workers. Each girl would spend roughly 10 minutes there, then another girl would replace her. They liked it when I joined them, because every window would open when the guy announced that two girls were present."

Kari just looked at me and finally inquired, "So, you and another girl are on this rotating table while men are watching you and are clearly doing what men do. Were you making out with her? Was it a lesbian show?"

"Oh no! There was no contact allowed! That's why I didn't do it too often, because I couldn't even touch myself like I did in the theater. I just sat there with my legs spread, then possibly I'd bend over and let my breasts hang down, and so on."

"We're getting the idea. Did Rolf know about this?"

"Oh yes, he thought it was amazing to have a lover like me! He came to see me many times, but I told him not to masturbate there so I could enjoy him later."

"Exactly. I despise it when my boyfriends masturbate to strippers before they can have sex with me."

"Just two young individuals having fun, and I wasn't a stripper. I never did it for money, and I merely enjoyed the attention. Ok, this one is for Kate. Sometimes Monika and I would go to a dressing room and try on clothes, and we masturbated together a few times. Can you picture yourself doing this with someone you love, or is it repulsive?"

I hesitate to say if I'd do something like that, but I don't find it repulsive. And can I admit something? One time in a dressing room, I rubbed myself. Just for a quick moment, since I was trying on some jeans and thought someone might think I was attractive in them. But I've never been in a dressing room with another woman, so maybe?

I directed my stare towards Kari and asked, "Kari, have you ever been naked with another woman in a dressing room before?"

She turned a shade of red and answered, "Not intentionally."

Kate faced her and shared, "That'd be great, Kari! I've never had true female friends, and very few of them knew I was gay. If I were trying on something in the dressing room and you said I looked good, that'd mean the world to me."

I stated, "Kari, you know I'm not concealing anything from you, but that's what sets women apart. Could you imagine Mike combing Kyle's hair? That would never occur, but I can imagine the three of us sitting around primping. It's just how things are."

"I agree, and yes, Kate, I'd like to go shopping with you too. And please, don't hesitate to check me out."

"Ok, that's not difficult. You're so hot."

"What? No way, I'm so average."

"Jenn, didn't the red dress girl have a body similar to Kari's? The small waist and those luscious hips?"

"She did, and I think you, Kari, are every lesbian's dream."

Kari exclaimed, "At least I'll get some action."

But then a thought crossed my mind. What about Mike? Is everything not going smoothly for her? I'll need to discuss it with her later.

We browsed through more pictures, each one becoming increasingly daring.

Kate inquired, "Was Monika your sole female acquaintance?"

"She was my closest friend, but I had other friends as well. The first theater I went to was owned by an older lady who was notably accepting of my inclinations. She enjoyed it when I frequented the theater because it seemed to draw male attention. And there was another theater with a lovely younger woman called Andrea working there. She was a lesbian and very handsome, and she wanted me viciously. She begged me to make love to her and couldn't fathom that I wasn't a lesbian too. True, you'd like her, Kate."

"What did she resemble?"

"She was blonde, with hair down to her shoulders, approximately average height, with amazing bosoms, and a phenomenal figure. The first time I visited her theater, it was devoid of people. She removed her clothes and attempted to seduce me, but I made her so frustrated as I permitted her to observe me but denied her physical contact. However, she had an orgasm just by gazing at me, and we became close friends."

Kate just stared and remarked, "Jenn, I can't visualize you doing that."

"I can't either. However, I adored it. I would openly pleasure myself and allow anyone to observe, as long as they were polite."

"Yes, because indiscreet actions when masturbating are repulsive."

Jenn, this is truly astonishing even for you! Was this how you met Monika?"

"Yes... but it was different. I'd never touched a man before, but she and her spouse arrived together one Saturday night, and I was there naked. I discovered later she was bisexual, and she took an immediate interest in me. Then they performed sex right in front of me, and she pleaded with me to let her touch me, but I said no, yet she could look at me instead. She became extremely agitated with me! However, that was the start of our friendship. Within a week, I was spending a lot of time at their home and sharing their bed with them."

Kari sounded foolish first and remarked, "It's no wonder you're so shameless. You did things I'd never contemplate at 20! And no one could ever guess the truth about you!"

I reflected on my recent trip to the theatre and said, "Then again, I'm still just as shameless, but who'd want to look at me now?"

Kari rolled her eyes and quipped, "You've got a bunch of phone numbers from DC, not to mention Jim constantly complimenting you."

I took out the album and said, "You're so silly. Let's view these photos, and you'll see you two are more stunning than I was."

I hadn't reviewed these photos in a long time, so they were new to me too. The first page even included a favorite picture of mine. [The picture is removed for this response]

"Monika had this large master bathroom, and we'd both shower together. Afterward, she'd sit by the window and comb my hair while rubbing oil on my body. Her husband often took photos of us like this."

Kate seemed captivated and said, "When I meet someone, Monika and I will do this all the time. Did you take showers together?"

I chuckled, "Yes, we'd wash each other's hair and bodies, equally. He wasn't a pervert, he just loved taking photos to capture our moments together. There are regular photos of us too, not just this kind."

Kate persisted, "Jenn, imagine you're naked in a movie theater, and this couple comes in and has sex in front of you. You two became best friends. Did you do more than shower with them? Are you bisexual? I asked you before."

I explained, "Kate, don't categorize people. People can be sexual in front of others without being romantic about it. Kari, correct me?"

Kate glanced at Kari who gaped at us.

"Let's simply say that you're my best girlfriends, and now, let's see more pictures."

The next picture featured us in their bed, with me resting on Monika's chest, and my arm across her body, both of us admiring each other. We spent a lot of time in this position. Then, there were some pictures that highlighted our intimate encounters. Some displayed visible arousal while either Monika or I masturbated. Kate stared intently at them.

"Just how far did you go? Did you partake in threesomes?"

"No, not really. And surprisingly, Monika respected my boundaries. Oh, she yearned to touch me sexually, but she never did. She did rub me through my jeans at a department store once, but she never really touched me. However, if we think about it, there were instances of threesomes. "

"What took place?"

"Okay, when I spent the night at their place, I'd watch them have sex. The sensuality of it all fascinated me. I pleasured myself while observing them, and Monika eagerly watched me play with myself. She wanted me to let her kiss me there, but we didn't. "

"So, you were actually on the bed, watching them engage in intercourse?"

"Yes, but it didn't seem odd. I believed in them fully. They were exceptionally good to me. I also found enjoyment in witnessing them, and Monika craved to see me enjoy it too. Monika especially loved being on top of him, and she'd watch me touch myself. She felt it was unfair that I wouldn't let her kiss me down there. Still, we didn't go too far. "

Kari commented, "Well, that makes a huge difference. Kate, would you prefer watching me and Mike? It's a great learning experience, but no touching!"

"Absolutely not! I have no desire to view a naked man!"

We laughed, and Kate kept inquiring.

"How did you behave during this? Did you ask them to do anything? And how often did this occur?"

"Remember, I was unafraid of my body because of my experiences at the theater. We did this two to three times a week. My curiosity was high, and I questioned them about various aspects. We were honest with each other in every sense."

"So, you weren't apprehensive when engaging in these polarizing scenarios?"

"No, because I'd already experienced male orgasms from afar. The first time I stayed with them, Monika was on top of Martin, and after he came, she lifted herself off, and I saw his semen drip from inside her. I was overwhelmed. Even while the public watched us at the theater, his climax occurred on her chest. This was quite different."

"You're right, that was graphic."

"Monika knew my curiosity, so she smeared his sperm over her fingers and fed it to her lips, proudly proclaiming that every man loves to see a woman indulge in this way."

"Clearly, I'll pass on that."

"Hey, you won't be able to pull off that stance, hint hint! Moving on, I started getting bolder as time passed, seeking to arouse Monika. I'd occasionally hover over her face while I pleasured myself, and she'd do the same to me. Now let's check out those photos. The most I ever got close to physical contact was through my fascination with Martin's semen. During maybe our fourth stay, I asked them if it'd be okay if after he ejaculated inside her, she'd rest on top of me so his fluid could drip down onto me. They were fine with it."

"Dude, you're making this sound so normal! Like you're telling us how to bake a cake on YouTube!"

"Why shouldn't it be normal? It was fiery, and I'm hoping to broaden your perspectives on sex by recounting this. Here's a variety of images of Monika and me in both sexual and non-sexual scenarios. Check out these pictures that clearly show me in the midst of an orgasm, and those with us simultaneously masturbating. Then there are photos from showers where we'd clean one another. "

Kate was captivated, and she enjoyed the pictures showcasing Monika and I in revealing outfits. She asked for more details.

"Yes, Monika bought me a ton of lingerie, and taught me how to wear garterbelts and stockings. Lounging around naked was a breathtaking experience. Sometimes, I'd even stroll around the theater clad in this seductive attire, and the men would adore it."

"I'm sure they did. Can you show me how to wear a garterbelt? I've never had the pleasure of knowing anyone who owns one."

"Certainly, I've got around twenty pairs."

Kari snarked, "Of course you do, unlike everyone I've ever known who doesn't own a single one."

"I can't help it if your friend circle is so lame and unexciting. Speaking of showing you, I'll reveal how to wear a garterbelt."

I walked to my lingerie drawer and pulled out a set, matching it with a bra.

"This is the garterbelt - not the easiest explanation, isn't it? We continue wearing them because they're so attractive, but their main purpose was to keep up stockings before elastic belts were invented. Now, work with me here. Take off your top and slip your underwear down. The panties are put on last because of... reasons? Monika kept doing this oddly."

"Hold on, that means your vagina is super close to Kari's face. And from your reactions, you're finding this excitement worth it."

"Believe me, it's exhilarating! Watch carefully as I show you how to attach the first strap to the stockings."

I handed it over to Kari and said, "Kari, while I understand your attraction to my vagina is strong, focus on the stockings here."

Kari connected the second one, then handed the task to Kate.

"Jennifer, I'm eager to have a garterbelt now. Other women are stereotyped as tomboys, but not me!"

I loved the idea of my girls admiring me and even more so, being naked before them.

"I'm digitizing some videos of us, but I have to be careful because of privacy," I explained.

"So you won't be sharing them at Thanksgiving?"

"If you want me to, I will." I said with a smile.

"I trust you, Jenn."

"Girls, it's just us now. Did anything I expressed get you thinking? What questions would you like to ask your future partner? Any desires you'd like to fulfill?"

"I loved how the two of you would bathe together and anoint one another's bodies with oil. I want to practice that with someone. And watching each other is exciting too. I'm shy, so I haven't shared my deeper fantasies, but I wish for a relationship like yours and Monika's."

"That's heartwarming. I already offered Kari some advice, and she put it into practice, correct Kari?"

She playfully said, "Yeah, Jenn, you're a sex guru."

"Kate, when I described Monika's intense gaze, imagine it's this red dress woman doing the same thing. Imagine she's wearing a grey bra and panties, and she softly kisses the insides of your thighs on her way up. Does that pique your interest?"

Kari chimed in, "What's this red dress woman you're talking about? Something happened between you two we don't know about?"

"No, nothing happened. Kate just happened to admire her on the street and ponder her attire below the red dress. She even considered high stockings. Kate sure has an active imagination."

"I didn't admire her, I just observed her. Her dress flattered her figure, and she exuded confidence while exhibiting kindness."

"Probably. Kate's fantasies have centered around her since then. It's wonderful. Feel free to share your dreams, Kate. What grabbed your attention about her?"

"Well, her hips and waist were emphasized by the dress, and she walked with such assurance. And she seemed kind."

"When you 'observed' her, what caught your eye?"

"It was how her dress highlighted her hips and waist, and she exuded an aura of both confidence and kindness."

"Take off your top, Kate, and become accustomed to being viewed. No pressure, and we're not going to seduce you.

She hesitated, then removed her top, revealing her excitement.

Kari greeted her with, "I envy you, Kate. You have the figure that will age so well. I'll be sagging by the time I'm 30."

"That's not true! When I first met you, Kate, you too enticed me. I promise you, Mike loves to caress every part of your body."

"Mmh, that reminds me of something past between me and Monika. I'm hesitant to share, but I think Kari would understand. I used to feather her body gently with a feather while her eyes were closed. She adored it, imagining it was my fingers."

Kari joked, "Well, that's not weird after all the other details you've shared. Could you do that for me sometime, Kate? You taught me so much about intimacy, and maybe my partner will appreciate it."

"Absolutely. I'm amazed by this side of you, Kate. Never be shy about your wants."

We had finished going through all the photos in the album, and I informed them of a box containing more unsorted pictures from my closet. They were welcome to go through them anytime.

"Well, it's almost time for us to go to sleep. We can still talk while we're awake. What an incredible evening! Thank you."

They replied in unison, "Thank you," before I switched off the lights. Despite the porch light offering a glimmer of illumination, it was dark enough for us to close our eyes.

"Kate, it's best that you sleep between us, with me on your right, like in the hotel room. And Kari, you still keep your shirt on. Care to help Kate remove it, Kari?"

Eager to comply, Kate sat up before Kari could respond, then Kari offered her permission.

Quietly, I murmured to Kate, "Kari likes spooning, so don't worry if she moves closer to you in your sleep."

This was a magnificent day, and despite being sexually charged from all the details shared, I didn't mind refraining from touching myself.

Late in the morning, the sun rose, and upon waking, I noticed Kate's back was turned to me. She lay nestled close to Kari, her hand resting gently on her body. I didn't disturb them. I enjoyed envisioning Kate having similar experiences every night with a beautiful individual. I dozed off again, waiting to hear Kari announce her coffee brewing. When she did, I gently faced Kate.

"Kate, the sun is up. Did you enjoy our night of sharing our thoughts and having fun?"

"Yes, girl. Knowing someone else's deepest desires and feelings, especially a friend, makes our connection even stronger."

"I'm glad you feel the same way."

We shared a smile, and I lingered in that moment before wiping away my own sleep.

I woke up earlier and found myself nestled close to Kari. Did she mind?

"No, she even woke me and my arm was lying across her. She didn't even say anything. I love you both so much. You make me feel normal."

"Well, you are normal. Let's go out for coffee and have a peaceful Sunday."

Kate had prepared coffee, and we sat around my kitchen nook chatting about the previous night and joking about whether Rolf would ever call.

I joked, "He probably doesn't even check his page. Guys aren't always online like us. It's okay, I'm glad he's okay."

After coffee, Kate approached me and inquired, "Could you try some things with me? Not for real, just like when you did with Monica. I'm feeling so awkward. Remember that embarrassing moment in the store when she came from behind and touched you? I don't want to act weird if I ever find myself in the same situation. Also, when you were in bed with her, when she was on top of you and touching herself? I don't know how expressive you really were. I don't want to scare anyone."

"Yes, I understand what you're asking. Let's start with the store scene. I'll stand here, looking at some clothes, and you come up behind me and put your arms around me."

I held a sweater in my hand and feigned interest in it, and Kate came up behind me and embraced me.

"It wasn't too bad, but to resemble Monika, we need more practice."

"Okay, I'll try my best to be Monika this time. You know, she was pretty amazing, so it's not easy to be her in just a few minutes. Oh, and you're taller, so I'll need something to stand on when I come up behind you."

I brought over some books and placed them behind her to elevate her, then handed her the sweater. I slowly approached her from behind and gently put my arms around her, feeling her body melt into mine as I planted a kiss on her neck, much like Monika had done to me. My hand slid down her body to explore the reaction.

"This is when I questioned Monika about her actions, and she said she wasn't touching me, only my jeans. I still remember that."

"Yes! The important thing was the kiss on the neck. It made me feel comfortable and leaned back against you. And since you've known someone for a while, walk up behind her and kiss her on the neck, and go from there."

"Okay, let's try again. This time, you can mimic me."

I stood in my original spot with the sweater in my hands and Kate moved up behind me. She gently kissed my neck, then wrapped her arms around my waist. Her hand moved down my front, and I responded with a sigh and opened my legs slightly for her.

"Just let your partner guide you. And try to enjoy it yourself."

Kate's hand caressed my jeans, and her kisses became more passionate on my neck. After about a minute, I turned around and said, "You're really talented at this. You made me excited. Imagine how your girlfriend would react."

"I did? I'll always be loving to whomever accepts me."

At this moment, Kari emerged from her room, staring at us with a puzzled expression. "What Are you two doing? It appears you were caught with your hand in the cookie jar. And what's with the books on the floor?"

"Oh, I was just conducting role-playing with Kate for her future encounters. She's very good at it. We're just practicing. And I needed books to elevate her because she's taller."

Kari teased us, "I'd advise you two to find a room, but this is your house, and you already have one."

"Kari, it could be much, much worse. Imagine if you had walked in on some of the other things Monika and I used to do."

"You've shared your bisexual experiences with Monika, but what about Rolf? Were you two wild sexual beings?"

"Can you think of anything wild that we did?"

"Oh, it's tough to recall. We'd engage in various activities at random places - cafes, trams, restaurants, elevators, parks, escalators, you name it. One time, after a week of dating, I knocked him off with a hand job in a park and got him to cum on my breasts under my bra. I was proud to have my attractive boyfriend's semen all over my chest when we visited a music venue that night! In my head, I was demonstrating to other girls that they stood no chance with him!"

"Who initiated the situation?"

"No doubt it was me. Moreover, I was the one who asked him to be my partner."

I had already shared enough with Kari, and we continued with our day.

However, around 11 a.m., she burst into the living room.

"Jenn, Rolf just replied to my message! I haven't read it yet!"

"What? Why did I give in to this?"

"Just tell me what he said."

She clicked on the message and informed me, "Hello, my English is not the best. Are you her friend from back then?"

"Jennifer, do I look

"When we met for the first time, I provided him with my phone number but excluded my name. However, he called me anyway and my mother responded, and on our initial date, he took me to a museum and a jazz spot." I omitted the part about the playhouse.

She sent the message, and shortly after he responded, "Yes, it's really her. Who are you? Is she alright? Why doesn't she contact me?"

She replied that I was nothing more than a close friend. And without notifying me, she furnished him with her phone number and stated that I was sitting next to her. Almost immediately, her phone called.

"Hi, this is Kari...... I've heard so much about you......I live with her most of the time.....She's right here, would you like to speak with her?"

(Kari whispered) "It's Rolf! He's on the phone right here!"

"Kari, you didn't! You didn't even query me first!"

"You would have declined! Here!"

I snatched the phone and said, "Hello?"

He began talking, and it was like the very first time he had called me at my parents' house! He was so direct!

We spoke for approximately 20 minutes, and then I bid him farewell. The girls were sitting there with their jaws agape.

"So? What did he say?"

"He said he'd searched for me but didn't know my new name. He's divorced and still works."

"That's so cool! What's left to inquire after not seeing the love of your life for 35 years! Jenn, you must reach out to him!"

"He said he doesn't text a lot but will still send me a note."

"Alright, so he's basically Jim's twin brother. How bizarre."

Kate interjected and suggested, "I know, we should send him a picture of the three of us. This will show him you're still attractive and that you have decent friends! Get that dress on you wore at the bistro!"

I sighed and participated in their plan. I quickly changed and came out for the group photo. Kari had already set up her phone and took a few shots.

Kari remarked, "Alright, i'll forward this one but I'm linking him to your number and inviting him to send you texts. Jenn, you're an enigmatic character! Goodness!"

We shared the photo and eagerly anticipated his response. Within a minute, I received a text from Rolf, stating that I hadn't changed one bit. What a charmer!

We conversed via text and then, in jest, I inquired, "If you have many questions, why don't you just visit me?"

But then, he said, "OK. I will."

I faced the girls and exclaimed, "He promised he'd visit me! How should I respond!?"

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