It’s not the ideal way to end a date with a man; but then again someone who’s fat on the inside shouldn’t be dating a chef. The thing about NYC is that you never know who you’ll meet. My friend who lived in Colorado who I met in San Fransisco 3 times and across the country at various work functions–a woman who upon first meeting spent two hour in my lap playing with my hair in a hotel lobby filled with beautiful lesbian women of color. For most of that time my head was (by default because they had no where else to go) resting on her large, lactating breasts. Several women walked by to tell us how cute a couple we were. My hands were wrapped around her waist, soft, supple and gliding up and down her thighs sweetly–not sexually although I don’t know what she experienced. I had been sitting there for hours contemplating my home life. It was early summer of ’09 and I took a trip to D.C. for work. As it was a particularly hard time back home I considered for a while what might happen if I took her back up to her hotel room. I decided to go for it. And she hugged me and said goodnight at the door. I walked away a little confused and found out later she had a boyfriend and wanted me to be her first woman.
Well of course my friend just happened to visit NYC last week. Husband in tow. After only one other date in a six month period (a date which ended with me literally running down Damen avenue in Chicago away from the spot where we met because he revealed himself to be the biggest asshole in history) somehow I ended up in Bushwick with a chef I’ve had my eye on for months. It was an amazing night but somehow it ended up with me, my friend (and her new husband) and another random woman who grabbed me on the dance floor as I was walking out with my confused/aroused date. Sometimes trouble just has a way of finding people. Sometimes the girl-on-girl stuff that transpires on the dance floor is years of pent-up desire–sometimes it’s just a woman who’s gay trying to find a way to come out…even if her husband is nearby reluctantly watching both excited and scared.
