Kolath
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
Alexandra, or Alex to her friends, sat off to one side of the club watching the women mix and mingle. There were almost no men in the entirety of the club, and those few that were there were almost always with another woman. There was only one reason for this, the club was a place for women to meet other women. The few men that were there were either knowing husbands or boyfriends that are letting their girlfriends or wives explore their bisexual side, or the guys that had no clue where they were and wondered why they couldn't pick up a girl from here. Then there were the few poor boyfriends that didn't know why their girls wanted to come here and those were the ones that Alex felt the worst for.
Looking once again down at her phone she looked at the picture that her friend had sent her. It had been awhile since Alex had been in the game, having gone through a rough patch with her ex. There was a lot of hurt that had needed to heal there before she could come back out to this place. However her friend had felt it had been long enough. Giving Alex the picture of another friend, she had told Alex that she hadn't yet excepted the fact that she liked other women and needed a little help being shown that.
Alex had liked the sound of that and would enjoy spending her time talking to someone that wasn't just after what was between her legs. She had dressed simply tonight in a lose white camisole that showed just a little of the top of her white bra below it. Continuing down she wore a pleated jean skirt that came down just past her mid thigh. It was short but not too short, the whole outfit was to give an air of slight innocence to put her partner at ease and let the night flow however it wanted too.
Looking once again down at her phone she looked at the picture that her friend had sent her. It had been awhile since Alex had been in the game, having gone through a rough patch with her ex. There was a lot of hurt that had needed to heal there before she could come back out to this place. However her friend had felt it had been long enough. Giving Alex the picture of another friend, she had told Alex that she hadn't yet excepted the fact that she liked other women and needed a little help being shown that.
Alex had liked the sound of that and would enjoy spending her time talking to someone that wasn't just after what was between her legs. She had dressed simply tonight in a lose white camisole that showed just a little of the top of her white bra below it. Continuing down she wore a pleated jean skirt that came down just past her mid thigh. It was short but not too short, the whole outfit was to give an air of slight innocence to put her partner at ease and let the night flow however it wanted too.