( this is part of a short I have been working on. Still dressing up and rewriting, combing the hair on and the like)
Mary Ann walked from the bathroom into her bedroom, her shower and a cursory applying of makeup done. She had brushed her hair and was pleased with its style, though it might be time for a new one maybe a little shorter?
She stood at the foot of the bed then announced out loud ….. “I am a Lesbian!” There she had said it; the outburst was a realization, recognition, and an affirmation! Words that had been whirling in her head for years but never allowed to be expressed.
She had a date tonight, a real date with an advance call asking if she would like to go out. Planned and thought about, before it was always the happenstance meeting at a club. Encountering another woman, a conversation would start and it would begin. The awkward dance around, looking for clues and interest. Talking is a sign of interest, but women talk anyway. But unlike when a man and a woman talk, a woman just suddenly talk to another woman does not mean she wants anything sexual. In fact quite the opposite, women talking to each other is safe. A woman talking to a man is often taken by the man that she is expressing she want to strip him naked and throw him on the floor. The mating rituals, smile, talk and then go. But talking to another woman is more like a sister -ship, they have an understand that a man could not. Some of the same experiences that only another woman would have. And women like to talk while few men truly do want to at least not in great detail.
So the simple fact a woman talked to another woman is not a sign of interest. Besides Mary Ann in the back of her mind always wanted a level of deniability. She was not there looking for another woman to have sex with, it just happens every so often! Never wanting to be too forward on the chance she had misread a clue or interest in talking to her. Fighting the awkward impulses, taking moving closer as a sign of interest but it may have been the woman was simply moving so someone else could pass. She listened for those hints of interest, never sure exactly what the hint would be. But all the time she kept telling herself that was not what she wanted. But the reality was it always seemed more natural to her to be with another woman then a man.