Rosaline and I sat across from each other at a table in her house to talk. We decided to have a little story time because we hardly knew anything about each other, other than our names and us being lesbians and all that jazz.
"So Rosaline... What are some events that have happened in you life?"
"I don't know if I should share this.... Do you promise not to tell my brother if I tell you?"
"I promise. Now what is it?"
"Ummm well... I peeked in my brother's room and saw him having sex last week..."
"Well it's sex, it's natural"
"With another guy."
"WHAT?!"
I was left sitting there astonished. Is Avel gay? But he liked Amelia. Is he bisexual. He must be.
"Shhhhh don't be loud. You'll wake up Avel."
"BUT HE BANGED A DUDE!"
"Quiet Serena!"
"What are you guys yelling over?"
Rosaline and I both turned to see Avel standing there staring at us both.
"You guys are yelling way too loud. What is happening?"
"N-Nothing Brother!"
"You stuttered. Why did you stutter?"
"What are you talking about? I didn't stutter!"
I just looked at Rosaline while she laughed nervously.
"Alright. If you won't talk."
Avel turned and stared at me.
"You. Talk."
"Before I talk, may I ask you a personal question?"
"Go ahead."
"In bed, are you giving or receiving from your boyfriend?"
"B-boyfriend?! What makes you think I would have a boyfriend?"
"Well Rosaline here was just telling me how she saw you banging a dude last week and I was just wondering if you took it in the ass or not."
Avel turned back to Rosaline and gave her a stare.
"Y-You saw tha- I mean, I never banged a dude!"
"Brother. I can easily see that you are lying through your teeth. Spill the truth. Now."
Avel sighed and sat beside me at the table.
"Well then... Ummm it turns out I'm bisexual..and that I met a dude last week, who's name is Dave by the way, and he was just really nice and I brought him home and we just did it. It was one night only though. He was my first guy. It was strange to say the least. Not bad. But I wouldn't say it's better than girls. The kissing was better though. It felt more powerful than a girls kiss."
Avel just kept going on and on about guys and girls comparison. He just kept rambling. We ask one question and this happens. Rosaline and I just kept looking at each other with questioning looks then back at Avel. I think she was wondering the same thing as me. Is he right? What if a guy's kiss was better than a girl's kiss?
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Sinful (GxG)
Teen FictionLesbians for everyone. One of the most inconsistent stories ever with a forgetful author.