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Please note that this is purely fictional. Enjoy lovelies xoxo. I sighed as I looked at my watch, one hour until my shift ends. I couldn’t wait. A couple of my friends and I were going out tonight. They were eagerly waiting in the back booth of the restaurant I worked at, already ordering drinks. I was designated driver of course, but I didn’t mind. I wasn’t a big fan of alcohol anyway. “Hey, Sasha,” one of my coworkers said, she had her hands full and was looking really stressed. “Someone just walked in, can you take their order? I got my hands full.” “Sure,” I replied a little too happily. I just wanted time to go faster so I could get dressed up. It’d been a while since I’d gone out. I was a full time student and was also holding down a full time job. I didn’t have any time or any money, so it was always great whenever I could get out and stop neglecting my social life. Grabbing a menu, I walked over to the girl who had just walked in, she had already taken a seat in the booth next to where my friends were. “Welcome,” I said, “how are you today?” She looked up at me and I almost choked. It’s not because of how attractive she was, it was because I somehow knew her… but I couldn’t remember how. She was twenty years old, a year older than me. At least I knew that much. This woman was beautiful. No- she was stunning. A goddess. With her long black hair that cascaded down her shoulders, dark olive skin and the most gorgeous eyes I’d ever seen. She was Latino, so her body was curvy in ways that made me feel like less of a woman. Her breasts were a lot bigger than mine, and I instantly felt smaller in her presence. I don’t know how but this woman held all the power as she gazed at me through long thick lashes. “Hello, Sasha,” she said in a confident tone. I put the menu down on her table, güvenilir bahis trying not to make a fool of myself. Words were trapped in my throat, and I could barely speak. Her perfume was overwhelming me almost as much as her gaze. I was a closeted lesbian; I didn’t want anyone knowing who I truly was. My friends probably would ditch me if they knew that I liked women. Taking a deep breath, I tried to compose myself. “W-what would you like?” My fingers were shaking as I held the pen next to the notepad I used for taking customers’ orders. I did my best to hide it but I wasn’t fooling anyone. She smiled and put her hand on the menu, black fingernails caressing the paper gently. I tried to keep my thoughts from imagining those fingers on me. I was growing warm and damp; the annoying turned on feeling was keeping me from maintaining my professional façade. “I want a lot of things. But right now, maybe just a glass of water?” “C-coming right up.” I quickly moved away from the table and went out back to collect her order. The chefs paid no attention to me. My reflection was caught in the shiny steel refrigerator. I was blushing like mad, and sweating slightly. A sudden sense of dread filled me as I walked back to her table with her glass of water; her eyes were glued to me as I approached her. I was so nervous and shaking so much I spilled some water on her arm. “I am so sorry!” I said, using my apron to try and dry off her leather jacket. She was still staring at me, I couldn’t meet her eyes. “Oh,” she replied, “Now you’ve made me wet.” I giggled nervously, trying to keep my mind from the gutter. “I’m really sorry. Tell you what, appetizers are on me?” She smiled again, which made her even more beautiful. I could barely stand I was shaking so much. “I love your accent,” She güvenilir bahis siteleri purred. “Where are you from again?” “Australia.” She was about to say something, but she was cut off by one of my friends. “Hey Sasha!” I stopped trying to dry off the goddess in front of me and I looked over, “What?” “Who is your friend?” “Oh this is um…” I didn’t know her name, but she knew mine. How did we know each other? “Kat,” she shouted back at my friend, giving her a warm smile. I was grateful that her eyes we finally off me. “Do you wanna come over here for some drinks?” Oh god. I didn’t want my friends to see what I was like near her. They would know instantly that I was crushing hard on her. And then it hit me. That’s how I knew her. I was at a party a few weeks back. I had gotten pretty drunk. I remember feeling really sick, Kat held my hair back while I emptied the contents of my stomach and felt sorry for myself. We didn’t do anything, I knew that much. But I had confessed some things to her. Oh god what did I say? “Sure!” Kat stood up, her eyes on me again. “You get off work soon, don’t you?” I just nodded, not trusting myself to speak. “Great!” While my friends introduced themselves and kept Kat occupied, I did my best to keep myself busy until knockoff time. When my shift was finally over, I took off my apron and ditched most of my work clothes. My friends were still at the back of the room, in the booth. And so was Kat. I gulped, and took a deep breath. I can do this. It would only take us a few minutes to say our goodbyes and leave. Hopefully then I wouldn’t see Kat again. I didn’t like these feelings I had for her. “Hey guys,” I said, putting my hands in my pockets. “Ready to go?” Jade, my other attractive friend had just gulped down a shot, slamming the glass on the iddaa siteleri table and laughing. A few of the guys high fived. “After this competition! The boys don’t think I can beat them.” I rolled my eyes. Jade would win, she was like a fish. She could drink anyone under the table and still be able to walk in a straight line. “Would you like a seat?” Kat said, her eyes were on me again. “It looks like they might be a while.” “Uh, okay.” I went to sit next to Kat, but she had other plans. She stood up and offered me the window side of the booth. It was night time, so there weren’t many people walking on the pavement outside the window. “Thanks.” I slid in the booth, trying to leave as much of a gap as I could between us. Again Kat had other plans as she closed the gap and sat right next to me. So close our legs were touching. I was instantly aroused and blushing heavily. I could feel myself getting wet again; I tried my best to focus on other things. After all, a woman this beautiful would never be a lesbian, let alone into someone like me…. right? My girl friends Jade, Chloe and Grace were all downing shots, the guys; Mick, John and Dave were cheering them on. I’d known these people since primary school, we were really good friends. I also knew that if any of them found out I was a lesbian, they wouldn’t want anything to do with me ever again. Kat turned to me, a dangerous smile on her lips. “So, Sasha. Do you remember me?” I smiled back, feeling really uncomfortably wet and warm. “You were at that party, right?” She nodded, “You were pretty out of it.” “I’m so sorry, I’m such a lightweight. One drink and I’m gone! Thanks for being there for me too.” “Anytime.” We were silent for a little while, before I could feel Kat’s gaze on me again. “Do you remember what you told me?” My mouth went dry and I went into panic mode. Oh god. “I hope it wasn’t anything bad. Alcohol makes me say things, stupid things; they’re not even true most of the time. I’m sorry if I said something silly.” She laughed quietly, putting her hand on my thigh.
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