Playing With Fire (Lesbian)(Not Edited)

Chapter 2

I sit on the couch sipping my second glass of wine, when Casime walks in the house. 

"Long day?" I look him in the eyes and take another big gulp of wine. "Want to talk about it?"

"Not in particularly." I slouch down in my seat and shake my empty glass at Casime, signaling that I want another refill. He grabs my glass and stares at me like I had something on my face.

"How many have you had Naomi?" 

"Just two. Now give me another please. I'm trying to drown out this week." I sighed and watched him fill my glass up with the sweet liquid.

"Shit I might need to join you. Jordan is driving up a the fucking wall." I look at him curiously.

"What is he doing now?" He grabs another glass and pours the same amount in it for him. He gives me the glass he poured for me and sits on the love seat across from me. He took a sip and huffed.

"The real question is, what isn't he doing? He seems to think that he can hide in the closet forever. Like what is so wrong with being who you are? I keep telling him, one day I'm not going to keep being his secret." He seemed so upset and I hate that. Casime is like the brother I never had. Jordan is not good enough for him but Casime just can't seem to see that.

"Casime, just find someone who wants to show you off." I jump out my seat pull him up with me. I pulled him towards the full length mirror in the corner. "Look at you boy!" His chocolate complexion seemed to radiate when he saw his self. "You are sexy and Jordan would be crazy to want to keep you as a secret. Besides, he is probably jealous that you turn men and women heads where ever you go Casime." He smiles brightly.

"You're right. I'm going to put my foot down. Oh did I tell you what he sent me while I was at work?" I shook my head no and waited as he pulled out his phone.

I put my hands up defensively, "Casime, is this a dick pic because I don't want to see Jordan's wee wee." I scrunched my nose up at the thought of a naked Jordan posing in a picture to entice my best friend.

He looks at me like I had grew another head, "now why in the hell would I show you that when you can't even appreciate good man meat? All you want is that rubber dick." He laughed.

I cover his mouth with my hand, "it's silicone pretty boy." 

He pushed my hand off his mouth and showed me a lengthy text from Jordan basically saying that he wants to get his own place with Casime. I could literally see the frustration on Casime's face. 

"How could even say that when he won't even take you out on a date? Like in public for others to see."

"Exactly." He sat back down in the chair in defeat. I tossed him the phone and sat next to him.

"Well I don't really have an easy solution but just tell him what you are feeling babes." I rub his head. "But until then, let's drink this wine and forget about men and women." 

The hours flew by with ease and soon it was bed time for both us. We sat on the floor passing the bottle back and forth, forgetting the glasses on the table. We are definitely are drunk.

"So you wouldn't sleep with guy?" Casime asked.

"Hell no. I just don't see the appeal. I would miss boobies too much." He laughed. "Would you sleep with a girl?" I asked but I already knew the answer.

"I mean yeah, if she was beautiful. You know I like both as long as they care for me." He confirmed what I already knew. Casime is drawn to the emotional and mental aspect of a person, that's how he really determines who he is into. However, he has a few people do the walk of shame leaving our apartment.