attracted a lot of attention from some of the dykes sitting at the tables near the window. When we stepped out we could actually see some of them hurrying to the door to open it for us, and when we walked in some of the most masculine looking ones gave us some wolf whistles. We did not pay any attention to this sort of attention; not even looking around, we went straight for the bar and seated ourselves on the high stools, taking care to show a lot of leg when we stepped up.
Our haughty manner must have chased some of the more timid ones off, and this was exactly what we wanted. If there was anything we could do without tonight it was a shy lesbian. Tonight we had set our minds on making love, whether it be our two queer friends or some lesbians, and we didn't feel like taking the first step.
There was a young man and a young woman behind the bar and they both were as queer as they come. Immediately after we had seated ourselves the girl hurried over to us, almost pushing the man out of her way and breaking her neck in doing it.
“What will you have, dears?” she asked. “Take anything you like… the first drink is always on the house, so don't be afraid to have something expensive… it's all being paid for… and I should say that two lovely girls like you two can get a lot being paid for. Oh, and don't mind my husband… he is just part of the furniture and he won't be a bother to you at all… he has different tastes… different from me, that is…”
So the queer behind the bar was her husband, and from her words we understood it was some sort of business agreement. And not only from her words… the look in her eyes plainly showed she would have jumped in the sack with us at the first given opportunity… and with the two of us at the same time. She was just that type: cunt-hungry and eager to lure anything wearing skirts into her trap.
Our looks must have deceived her and we silently laughed to ourselves. If she could only have looked into my room last night! Sue and I working each other over… dildo-fucking one another… sucking… licking… anything two women can do to each other! But it proved our innocent disguise more than adequate and that was all we wanted… If we were going to have a lesbian affair tonight we were going to play hard-to-get. We wanted to be seduced for a change and let the best ones among these dykes win, as long as we were not going to be separated…
Sue and I had Martinis, and the bird behind the bar made sure they carried the proper amount of the best dry gin she had in the place. We sipped our drinks and looked the place over… It was one big queer affair and I don't think there was a hetero in the place. You will notice I didn't say normal or abnormal, because I can't make a very clear distinction between the two of them (as you know from my previous accounts).
Neither Sue nor I were downright lesbian, but we liked to have sex with another woman just as much as we liked to have it with a man. That sort of attitude didn't really classify as “normal”… if there is such a thing.
But most people sitting in this joint were plain homosexual, and that includes our two friends, Tommy and Ricky, who still had not shown up, but both Sue and I were going to do our best to get them out of it a little…
The whole subject had become a matter of prestige to us and we wondered what was going to come out of it. In the meantime, we were still sitting in this queer bar, waiting for them to arrive. We decided to have some fun with the dykes in the joint and if necessary supply ourselves with some company for later at night.
Looking around the place we noticed two regular bull-dykes sitting at a table in the far corner. I looked at Sue and she signaled me to go ahead. I looked at them again and slowly opened and closed my eyes like some sort of movie star from the early thirties. This immediately had the desired effect. Like one woman, or should I say one man, they raised themselves from their seats and came over to the bar. Taking a stool on each side of the two of us, they looked us over. They must have liked what they saw, for they immediately called the dyke behind the bar and without asking whether we wanted another drink they ordered her to give us a refill.
“What did I tell you,” the bar-girl said, mixing our drinks. “I told you two you could get anything free here in this place… and there you have it…”
“Normally we are not used to drinking with strange people, but since this seems to be the normal procedure here we don't want to be awkward, so if you will be kind enough to introduce us we will be much obliged…” This was Sue, trying to act her haughtiest…
The barmaid smiled, and looking at the two dykes she said:
“Well, of course, my dear… this is Joan… and what is your name?”
“Mitzy,” I told her. “And my friend's name is Sue…”
“Joan, this is Mitzy… Berta, this is Sue… Sue, this is Berta…”
So we were introduced. Joan happened to be a rather slim looking dyke, wearing a pair of faded jeans, but by the blouse she was wearing, as well as the shoes, I could tell she must be loaded with money. Berta, sitting at Sue's side, was somewhat older and rather bulkily built… but her clothes were just as expensive and this could be an introduction worth making…
“Why don't we take our drinks over to our table and become better acquainted with one another?” Joan said-her friend Berta immediately agreed.
Sue and I didn't object to this proposition, and to be honest, why should we? Ricky and Tommy had not shown up and while we waited we might as well try to spend our time as pleasantly as possible…
We went over to the table and Joan, who had picked me as a partner for the night, seated herself beside me, coming as close to me in the booth as possible. Sue was at the other side of the table with Berta-a similar situation. They ordered more drinks and told the barmaid not to bother us for some time. This one didn't look too pleased with what was going on, but she could do nothing about it since the two dykes must have been very good customers…
Well here we go, I thought. I wonder what their first move is going to be like. Joan pressed her leg against mine, and talking about nothing in particular, she rubbed her knee against mine. Sue looked at me, and from the little wink she gave me I learned she was being warmed up in the same way.
“You don't look like a girl who has been around much, Mitzy,” Joan said, rubbing my leg harder…
“I don't think I know what you mean, Joan,” I said, keeping my face as innocent as possible, but to myself I thought, “That's what you think, my dear, and I'm not going to make you any wiser…”
From the other side of the table I could see Sue almost choking in her drink when she heard my answer.
“Oh, that's what I like,” Joan said, “fresh and innocent girls, but surely with your looks, you can't be all that innocent. What about your friends… you two look pretty close to one another… surely you don't just go out together… there must be something more between the two of you… something more substantial! Tell me, do you two share the same room?
“Oh yes, we certainly do… if we feel like it… and sometimes we feel a lot like it…”
“And when is that, my dear Mitzy… and why is that?”-
“What do you mean, Joan? Why and when? Sometimes we just need each other and we sleep in the same bed,” I said, trying hard to make my voice sound innocent.
“So you do sleep in the same bed then. When you feel the need to do this… come on now… don't put me on… you surely do what all girls do then…”
“Do you mean, do we please one another, Joan?”
“Damn you, you little teaser… of course that's what I mean…”
“What, is so very special, Joan… doesn't everybody do this?”
“If that's what you think, how about you and me sharing a bed tonight?”
“It's hardly the right time to propose a thing like that, is it? Why don't we have another drink and get to know each other a little better? It's so nice talking to you, but there is something else you will have to know. Sue and I don't want to be separated from each other. So if we are going to do anything like you proposed just now, it is going to be the four of us or else the whole thing is off. Take it or leave it… whatever you want…”
“Take it or leave it,” Berta said. “You two have it all planned, haven't you… and we thought you were so innocent… but this sounds more like two very experienced girls…”
“That's not true, Berta,” Sue said. “We have no experience at all, and besides, what kind of experience do you mean? Surely you don't need a hell of a lot of experience to kiss one another, now do you?”
“Do you mean to say that is all you two do? Kiss one another? Just that and nothing else? I don't believe it… there must be something more between the two of you…”
“What more is there to do?” I butted out again. “Is there anything else we could do… anything nicer…”
“You two must be putting us on… nobody can be as stupid or innocent as all that! Don't tell me you never feel each other's pussies…”
“Oh, what is that… feel each other's pussy? Is that nice? Do you hear, Sue… they want us to feel each other's pussy… did you ever think about that?”
