Well, I was at the Mall with my Dad. I don't remember why but it doesn't matter.
We were just talking when this group of 3 teenage girls about my age came and stopped in front of us.
The two in the back had an arm wrapped around each other and I figured they were a couple.
The third one step up to me, really close to my face all of a sudden, and asked, "Will you go on a date with me?"
Now remember, my Dad, who still doesn't know I'm bi, was right beside me. He looked at me with his eyebrows impossibly high on his forehead, not saying anything but clearly thinking a lot of something.
Anyway, I said no. Not to be rude but because I had no idea who she was. She didn't give me time to explain and she didn't seem to care. She just moved on to the next girl around her age and asked the question again.
My Dad looked at me weird but we kept walking like nothing happened. I don't know what she was looking for, perhaps a double date for her and her friends or maybe even a one night stand. I hope you found what you were for if you are reading this.
And if you remember me somehow even though the possibility of it is about 0.000001%, then I hope you know that you are beautiful even though I said no. I probably would have went along with it if my Dad wasn't there. I like adventures.
Ps. I wasn't in a relationship at the time. I don't cheat. My beautiful boyfriend fulfills all of my crazy fantasies and more of course. If you get what I mean. I am so inappropriate.
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In The Closet
RastgeleA combination of everyday, stuck-in-the-closet embarrassing situations. I am a closeted bisexual and most of these stories are from personal experience. Good that my friends don't know about this account.