The Girl Who Cried Lesbian

Confusion

"Good morning baby", Krystal whispered in my ear.

I looked at the alarm clock, it was 7:00 am. 

I smiled down at her. "Good morning beautiful", I replied sweetly.

She sat up and softly pecked my forehead.

"You know what, I'm gonna make you breakfast in bed.", Krystal giggled.

"Do you even know how to cook?"

Krystal feigns offense, "I guess you'll just have to find out".

I watched as Krystal bounced happily out the room and down the stairs to the kitchen. I thought about all that happened last night, and sighed. This was sex? This is what all the rave is about when i'm talking to my lesbian friends? This is what everyone is excited for? If so, It wasn't all that great. Maybe if I had sex with a guy, I'd feel better, maybe it would be better. I thought about CJ, and his dark brown eyes, his muscular body, and how the way when we kissed, it felt like magic. I felt as if my heart was on fire as I thought about him. How come I didn't get this feeling when I thought about Krystal? Is this love? Shit, I wouldn't know, I've never been in love. Do I even believe in love?

-- Krystal's POV --

I tried to flirty as I walked down the stairs, I could feel Sam's eyes piercing in my back. I was nervous when I was around her. Last night happened so fast, I was caught up in the moment. I didn't want things to happen so fast. She was cute though, for her first time, she did okay, but I've had better. Like Kyle for instance. On the first day of school, he asked for my number, he was cute, so I gave it to him. And I know I shouldn't have, but Kyle would come over during the week at night and we would hang. I think my old ways were coming back. 

"FUCK!", I yelled.

I wasn't going to let this happen again. I'm that freaky type that just loves to have sex. Girl or guy, I'm down for whatever. But I could tell that Sam was really into me, like I said, she's cute and all, but not really for me. I was more into Kyle, he was pushy and persistent, but I loved that about him. Think what you want, but the first time we had sex was AMAZING. He was the best I ever had. I felt kinda bad for not telling Sam, but what she doesn't know won't hurt her. Some people like to think of me as a hoe, or a slut, or even fast, but I like to think of myself as daring, I like to test new waters.