Last night Nicole and I headed out to blow off some steam after a long day. We were on the hunt - we even asked the taxi driver where we could find some hot men, We decided to slum it by heading to a local dive bar, the Beantown Pub. We were approached by the usual suspects, bald bankers and other gentlemen looking to chat us up. That might be why we welcomed a little attention by a gorgeous young girl. She reminded me of myself during my first years as a model. She had bright sparkling brown eyes, long, gorgeous long brown hair and a tiny waist. She had an exotic background of Swedish and South American extraction. I guess I just couldn't take the hint that she was clearly attracted to me. The next thing I knew, we were back in my hotel room. Or course now that I think about it, I might have seduced her a bit too.
Once things got down to business though, she clearly took the lead. Let's just say that I could be accused of being a pillow princess. I have been getting so much ribbing from Nicole all day. She has been calling me a lesbian...but when I go out, I flirt with men and am attracted to them. On the other hand, I fantasize about women when I am pleasuring myself.
You tell me? Is Nicole right. Am I a lesbian?
P.S. I know that this may sound like contrived bullshit, but it is actually true. I see a therapist, and I think I will have to tell her about it!
