krys_____

Sheesh, everyone keeps going grey, more and more daily... I like to keep them up there though, as homages. Sometimes people pop up a week later too, and I miss them otherwise.

Let's see... well, last night I went to that pride party event... It was somewhat of a debacle. I didn't really have any fun and I didn't really get anywhere with any of the women, though I did get hit on.... *sigh*...allow me to elaborate.

It was starting to lightning and thunder storm when I was heading out. I thought perhaps this would have cancelled things, but it never actually started to rain. Trevor drove me down to check things out, it was only a mile from our house. When we rolled up I saw a slew of gay men walking towards the event... which made me dubious. Him too... he seemed leery about leaving me, but I decided I should do it so I got out, paid the $6 cover charge and went in. I had two tokens for drinks, but all they were serving was beer... I'm not a fan... and these expensive absolut concoctions. So, I decided to abstain, and tried to mingle.

The population was... odd... here was the breakdown of the denizens from what I saw over the course of the evening.

Gay Men and Leatherdaddies- 70%
Men/Woman coules (Most likely bisexual/swingers)- 20%
Old mull dyke couples- 7%
Young lesbian couples- 2 1/2%
Lonely, single men and women (Like myself)- the other 1/2%

Yeah, you guessed it. I was greeted by throngs of people who were absorbed in each other and did not want to mingle or talk to anyone else... Wait, I did talk to one man who was wearing a "It's not going to lick itself" shirt who was trying to get me to come home and have sex with him...no shit... and I talked to a man named Tom in a wheel chair who had broken his leg building a chimney for his boyfriend and was now bemoaning the fact that he could not get up onstage and dance his bum off. He was nice at least.

All of the available lesbians were leery of me, for some reason. I tried to engage people, flirt, smile, start conversations... nothing. I did end up getting approached by one woman... Alicia...

Alicia was the best looking woman there. I guess I can take pride (ha ha) in that, being hit on by the best looking woman. She was mediteranean or middle eastern partly, something exotic looking... short and slim. Green eyes (I'm a sucker for green eyes.) She said she liked my tatoo, I was wearing a tank top, so it was visble. She flirted with me a lot from the get go, running her hand over my shoulder and arm when she greeted me. I felt a good vibe. I talked about her tatoos, she had the beginning of sleeves up her arms. She was 21, a student, very cute, sexy as all get out, and drunk. I talked to her for about a half hour. We were hitting it off. Music, art, tatoos, the conversation flowed well. At one point she smiled at me and said "This doesn't really seem like it's your scene." I laughed and told her I was not a clubber. She smiled and asked where I preferred to hang out. I told her "Quiet places, outside, coffee houses... places where I can think and talk to people on more intimate basis." she smiled, and said she found me cute. I reciprocated. She said she would like to talk with me more and invited me to her house where we could talk and get to know each other better. I agreed, would have been much easier than trying to scream at her. She was happy and told me to wait there a minute and walked away. About 10 minutes later she returned. She had been talking to some guys out on the dance floor, dancing a little, but she came back and was happy. "Ok, she said, we can go in a little bit, we just have to wait for my boyfriend. He's picking up another guy, then we can go back to my place and we can all get to know each other." I didn't like the implied innuendo, and it must have shown in my face because she became concerned. "Is that something that you would be ok with?"

...Considering the fact that I just got out of an 8 year long relationship with a man, whom I love dearly despite the fact that he is a man and would still be with were he not a man, I don't think I was ok with this proposition.

I asked her what she was asking me to do. She laughed and said "Come home to get to know us better, of course. " I was very blunt with her. "I'm sorry, I'm not here to be picked up by a guy tonight, I'm a lesbian." She laughed and said "So am I, sometimes." *Drunk giggles* I replied, "I'm not going to have sex with your boyfriend and some other guy you realize, it's just not going to happen." She became dismayed. "Well, we have an arrangement, we can have sex with other people in our relationship, we just have to share them. It's the rules." I apologized and said I couldn't do it. She became more alarmed, the drunk was really showing now. "Oh come on, you get to have me. Isn't that worth it?" I reiterated that I was a lesbian, and said if there was anyway I could just have her I would be ok with that. She shook her head, said that wouldn't work. He had to be there and be involved in it. I gave up, I had already given her my business card, so I let her keep it, and told her to call me when she wasn't in a relationship any more, and that it was nice meeting her.

*shudder*

Too bad, she really was the sexiest woman there. However, I told myself I wouldn't be taken home and played with by some swinger couple, and what happens? The only woman who hits on me (at a pride event) is in a swinger couple.

What bad luck I have. Trevor told me I should console myself in the fact that I could have been taken home by the best looking woman at the event... small consolation, the evening would have turned out to be very weird had I taken her up on her offer.

Oh well, at least I am a somewhat attractive lesbian. Rather, at least I know that now.