I know several women that are drop dead gorgeous who are into women and you would never know it by looking at them. It isn't as uncommon as one might think.

nah mate your turning it around

after they met and rejected you
they turned...

big difference :D:D

I saw a web site somewhere that explained what the different colored hankerchiefs hanging out of back pockets mean. Red is for girlie lesbo's, blue is for gilrs that like to do them...

Gay men do the same to identify a pitcher and a catcher

hate to tell you, but that's just a line SmileWavy

I've never met a woman who didn't start to dig other chicks after consuming a sufficient amount of alcohol or (even better) Ecstasy. They won't admit it when sober. But when given an opportunity to deny responsibility for their actions, the freaky side always comes out.

I once had a stripper as a roommate and we kept a bottle of E in the kitchen cabinets which we called the "Candy Jar". I always made sure it was full. Good times.

I guarantee any of you guys that if you're nice enough, complimentary enough - vis-a-vis - a real gentleman, you'd get as much play, straight, gay or questionable (should you be into that) as you want.

Women are women - any woman enjoys effort invested in her. And effort, in the end, is damn difficult to turn down.

Oh, and no, you can't identify a lesbian - at least some of the more feminine lipstickers just by looking at them.

But then that's part of the challenge; part of the fun. ;)

E does do some strange things, don't it?

try it with those lil blue pills - E and V make a happy me!

Many years prior to my wife I dated (actually just messed around with) a hottie who would pop an E up her pooper than we would proceed with the dirty sex. Her idea was that the path of entry of a supository was made quicker into the blood stream than injesting it. The fact that something else (membertime) was jammed in as well made sure that the essential canel didn't try to force it out. She was a nurse BTW.

Strange and weird times for sure. I'm glad I'm married...

her name isnt Jenny is it?

Damn Mike that was graphic.

+1

i quit doing drugs before E hit the scene. Luckily for my my active imagination and seemingly unflagging libido obviate the need for chemical intervention.

I watched (in disbelief) a bit of the Seattle gay pride parade on TV the other day. At one point they had a procession of motorcycles ridden by some of these women and they sure looked the part. Humongous, fat, short-haired, unlovely, bull-dykes.

Bull dykes. One evening at my previous address I thought "That's odd, I can hear the bull elephants roaring at the zoo from here..." It must have just been Helen and Ange next door dykin' it up for the evening.

Don't knock it until you've tried it!

That said, it's been over a decade for me.

Damn, she sure was fun...in a psycho sort of way. ;)

Welcome to Seattle. It was better when they held their "parade" up on Capitol Hill where the media paid no attention to it.

Not that...well, you know... ;)

Multiple orgasms with hot babes AND playing the red tees. OMG, I'm a closet lesbian :D