Everybody makes mishaps, everyone faces the failures of heart. The only mistake I was falling in love with a girl straight, but worse, which proved to sadistic. Have a crush on a straight with us lesbians is a serious offense not to commit and is severely punished, and I think I served my sentence enough torture. It was a crucial rule in the world of lesbianism, "a lesbian hetero = a + hell "I've likened course after what she put me through.
Since that day, I was just asking me questions, like a madman in a psychiatric hospital, and after three days of confinement in my apartment, I came to the conclusion, I hurt my chosen circle lesbian friendship. As I once said I have known that the category plugged In and lesbians. One class, two-thirds were straight people, who posed for lesbians for fun, because it's something very fashionable to be bisexual, one of evil consequences of the famous American series "The L World", a series which I love, at the time of discovery of my sexual orientation.
As each questionnaire, there are screening questions, the world of local lesbians, the filter question that you asked a girl who has doubts about your sexuality is, "Do you know the L world? "An affirmative answer, meant of course, is that you're lesbian, bisexual or you got a penchant for girls or simple curiosity, but mostly you're not homophobic. Invalidating an answer, does not always mean you're a real owl. It may be that you're lesbian, but you might not know this series homosexual.
But anyway it was the kind of questions you ask a lesbian classic first during the period of knowledge. That was the case with a real lesbian, a girl who was not connected In neither was a very wise girl, finally, a girl, normal, nice girl to make the kind your parents , say the type for a positive image of lesbians.
Cyrine was a girl who was 23 years old, and who was a student in computer science, I knew on face book at the time of my confinement. It was not very complicated, as the procedure of friendship. She sent me a friend request, under a pseudonym, "Cyrine Lesbi. After some hesitation, I add and friendship between us comes together eventually. It was she who also told me first "is that you know the L word? "When I answered" yes ", she sent me a Simley laughing, expressing his joy, of course, to say," you're lesbian or bi "when I answered" lesb "she was thrilled .
And now, so we jumped in a conversation on MSN. It was a cool girl and we had stuff in common. We liked them both, go to the movies, shopping, and especially watching the same movies. It was like a dream for me, or maybe a kind of moral damages that God handed to me, to forget the bitch Amira.
And our new knowledge to triumph, or rather it happen in life, we finally set up an appointment at the North Star, without hesitation. I do not know why I insisted that the tip-off or in a cafeteria where Amira hanging out most of the time, may be that deep, I wanted to get revenge or to prove that my love life does not stop her, she did not represent much in my life, it 's was a black page that I turned once and for all.
Anyway, I can not explain why I was so insistent that Amira, aware of my association with Cyrine. Who knows how a broken heart anyway?
On the first tip-off, it was a Tuesday, at 18:30. Why did you choose one hour late to meet Cyrine enough? The answer was very simple, of course because Amir does came with his band until 18h.
Punctual as a German, I arrived around 18:15. And of course as I entered, my eyes, as if by surprise, came across one of Amira, who was not his bitch like last time, and kept our dirty secret that both of us.
was nice of him, but hey, it was rather to save his reputation, not mine, especially as word of mouth ass side is highly developed, as a channel, and it may spread to its See Frequently old fiance's wedding.
The moment I put foot in the cafeteria, she did not fail in her eyes, but as rebellion, I pretended not to see. Anyway, I was a bad actress, and she noticed that I've seen.
Ten minutes later, my guest of honor arrived. She was thin, very even, very feminine and had a pretty face with hair, square cut very short.
Physically it was not bad, but frankly I preferred a girl with more curves, as my eyes could not leave, Amira. Damn, she had a body of a goddess, very sexy, and well trained. She was perfect physically, but morally void.
But why I did not stop talking about her? It is true that I still had feelings for her, but in my head, I decided to forget it and throw myself into the arms instead of a real lesbian, before me, smiling and very cute.
- So how you found out you're a lesbian? I threw Does the outset of our conversation.
- I do not know, I was not attracted to guys, so I guess I was attracted to girls. My answer enough
naive did laugh. I loved the way he laughs, the way she move her hands, she threw me tender glances from time to
other. For me it was time to start a real conversation, a serious conversation, then without hesitation I told him.
- How do I look?
She looked at me, a brief moment and replied, shyly.
- You're nice. And chowing down on his saliva, and you, how you find me?
I smiled, his eyes looking Amira, and I answered.
- You're cute. Finally
not cute enough for my taste, but it was a some way. After all, since when real guns were lesbians? It was pretty rare to come across a gun and lesbian women, but not impossible, whatever gay girls in this category were also the most time of nympho bitches and queens relationships short and transient.
- I want to introduce you a good friend of mine! she said after a long silence.
- Really? who? I say curious. She held her
Gsm and made a beep. And moments later, a girl who was sitting alone in a table last ours, just join us. She was very young, beautiful, with glasses. She looked very serious. She was a Lycian, and even wore the uniform of the pilot school, which meant that it was a studious girl, the kind of girl who reminded me that I was in school.
- Hi! said the young girl with her voice.
- Hi! I said, raising his hand. Cyrine
And, to me is saying.
- This is my neighbor, Nawras, she is in 3rd year math, and 17 years. Then, mocking, a genius in school, but nowhere in romantic relationships, and she is bisexual.
The girl sat facing me and said smiling at me.
- I'm not zero, but I do not have enough time for a potential girlfriend. Then
devouring me with a look admirer.
- You're very cute yourself.
I laughed slightly and I murmured.
- You too.
Finally here, the two girls were adorable. We talked about everything and nothing. And it was more the kind to be regarded as friend and not as a girlfriend. Very quickly, over the dating as I revealed my little secret to my two new best friends.
I told them that the love of my life was Amira, a straight, pathetic and sadistic. I even dared to show them the finger at a time when she was talking to his best friend Hikmet.
After watching carefully for a long time, Nawras said, under her spell.
- As she is beautiful, very feminine to be a lesbian.
Cyrine, interrupted him, looking sideways.
- I wonder how you do it for 18of average. Did not you hear when she said Yasmine, it's a fucking straight? Without leaving
Amira from her eyes, Nawras continues.
- It takes too fake jewelry, it is possible that or lesbian.
Too many accessories and stuff the arms and neck were representative of a style of dress lesbians. It was like the ring at thumb, a hallmark of babes gay but it was only relative and not absolute truth.
- Well, maybe but this chick is the exception. Cyrine said, looking with some caution. It sounds very pretentious. In
flashing eyes, I whispered.
- Grave.
Cyrine, stroked my hand and said tenderly.
- It's better that you got terminated your relationship with her. You deserve better, I assure you!
Nawras, wanting to tease her, intervened.
- Like you for example?
She tapped gently on his neck and cried.
- Yes, like me, I'm not a slut anyway.
And then we burst out laughing the three, and our laughter attracted attention, Amira, who relavant head and looked at me for a long time.
few minutes later, I excused myself to go to the toilet to pee. Amira as if expecting it, she followed me directly to the locker room.
She took the time to wash, until I leave the bathroom. Once, I stopped near to wash her hands, she lit a cigarette and giving me one.
- Want one?
- No thank you, "I said without looking.
She was silent a moment and replied in a voice disturbed.
- So cava?
Wiping my hands I said, lifting her eyes slightly.
- Yes, thank you cava. As upset
indifferent tone which I spoke, she cried.
- Will you stop to thank me after each sentence or not?
By throwing the piece of towel dipped in a garbage can, I said in the beating.
- I'll leave you, my friends waiting for me.
one quick motion, she grabbed me by hand. When she crossed her fingers with mine, my heart began to beat and my eyes flicker of stress and emotion. She swallowed his saliva, and resumed stroking my face with his other hand.
- Listen I'm sorry for the other day.
- This is nothing! I say, so frustrated.
She smiled, and asked her voice capricious.
- I see you did the new girlfriends.
- Yes, they are very nice.
She ate a light went on and solved.
- They are both your friends?
I followed her gentle approach and I continued, ridding my hand.
- Yes! then, looking down, I'm sorry, I must go.
the evening in my apartment, she bipa for the first time. As I was not answering his beeper, she sent me the following SMS "Good evening, Yasmine, I know I was listening to dog with you, but I want to explain everything. "And
gave me an appointment at the North Star, the next day around 19h. I hesitated a lot but I ended up accepting his invitation. In my heart, I longed for some explanation for his exaggerated hostility towards me. I have taken anyone of my tip-off with her, even not my two new friends, because I knew they were going to grumble and argue that tip-off after everything I told them about Amira.
I even invented a test to which I do not see that day, and I insisted to change the cafeteria to avoid possible conflict with my two friendly guys.
As usual, I first came to the cafeteria Jasmine, who reminded me of my nerdy dating as with Fahmi. It was around 6:44 p.m.. Even a half hour later, Amir was not his appearance. This began to annoy me and especially annoy me, so I put the pager for a quarter of an hour. And to 19:30, I called him on his mobile phone, but she did not answer. When I rose to leave the cafeteria, ashamed of my innocence of having taken the bait again, she sent me an sms to tell me she apologizes and that his father fell ill, and that it could not come see me tonight.
I was very angry, but I could not blame too much since it was a real excuse this time non-negotiable. In fact, it made me think, by asking me a rabbit. It
I discovered the next day by accident while cruising, Ilhem at the entrance of the North Star. After giving me a kiss, she said.
- You missed a fucking last night.
- What a night? I said, frowning.
She smiled, I stuck a sweet kiss on the cheek, then hugging me like it was full length.
- I love your naivety. Then holding my cheeks, in your opinion? which is the number 1 party girl?
- Amira! "I said softly.
- Yep! she said, her arms encircling me, it was a sacred party with lots of beer and martini. And red eyes, we spent the whole afternoon at the hairdresser to 20h, as if preparing for a wedding.
- Who? I said, clenching his fists in anger.
Rubbing his chin, she said.
- Me, Amir and another friend you do not know!
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