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She was looking at me
Date: 10/28/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: monica3, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories
The bar I had been told about, my friend said it was where butch women go to find lipstick. ‘They are not all nice,’ she had warned but didn’t elaborate. I’d ordered a gin and tonic from the dyke behind the counter. She eyed me up and down, served my drink without comment and took my money. The bar was busy. A lot of women, some, like me in dresses, some in jeans, some in good suits, man style. The whole gamut. She was tall. I like them tall. Her hair was cut short but not manly. Elfin was a word that sprang to mind. I could only see her to the waist because she was leaning against the bar and I was watching her in the mirror behind the drinks. I saw a hint of the shape of her breasts when she moved and her pale blue linen jacket opened slightly. Standing next to her was a woman in a leather jacket who looked very butch, very manly. The toilet was in the opposite direction from where she stood. I picked up my bag and went to it. I didn’t need a pee, I just needed to think, but when I got there I went into a cubicle and sat, knickers around my ankles and pissed anyway. I think better on the seat. Resolved, I went back to the bar to find that she had moved and was now sitting on the stool next to mine. I sat without looking at her and picked up my drink. ‘My friend liked the look of you.’ I turned slowly towards her. This was my ‘take my time’ move. ‘I’m Katherine,’ I said. ‘Fine. She said she thought you were looking for something.’ ‘Isn’t that the nature of life?’ I looked ...