Story Of Two Single Bisexual Girls

UntitStory Of Two Single Bisexual Girlsled Part 1

We have been secretly in love with each other for three years. I am a somewhat bad bisexual girl, her gender is the same as mine, but her character is separated from me, she is sweet and quiet.

This was the beginning. I stayed at school and didn't do anything. Because when I started entering college, I didn't have much thought about learning something. But at the next door, I noticed her, a cute girl who didn't like to talk but her skin was perfectly fair and her facial features were particularly symmetrical. When I saw a beautiful girl like this, I wanted to make friends with her. I was used to be initiative.

My friends should know that I am a tennis fever. Of course, I don't have to say much about how I am playful on the game. On Friday afternoon, we played on the tennis playground. I was with two boys in my class. I liked to play with boys for two reasons: 1. Girls were not my rivals; 2. I didn't like to bully girls. In fact, there was a reason for extra, other girls who saw me playing with boys should feel very cool, whether they thought it or not, anyway, I liked girls think that way.

At that time, I remembered that Just when I taught the two boys to be obedient, you guess who was coming by, the girl in the next door, she was the only girl I had crush on when I saw her within ten seconds. She took her gal pals to the playground and they played tennis. I noticed her pink mini skirt, her long blond hair, and her well-built chest. There were times when I hit the ball and I was swaying and absence of mine. "What a damn crush feeling, it makes me lose a mess." Although my fellows, that two boys noticed that she was so charming as well, but they were not distracted.

They started playing tennis on the other side of the court. We were only 20 meters far away. I tried to play better and tried to draw her attention a little bit. But it seemed that this was useless because she and her partners have had a good time and they were very involved and didn't seem to notice anything outside the stadium.

I was bisexual, looked okay, long legs and big eyes, what was more than that, sexy lips. There were many boys chasing after me, but I had never been in a relationship, so I became a single bisexual girl for years.

On the tennis court, I tried hard to catch her eye, but I found it didn't work. After all, she was not likely be a bisexual or a lesbian.

I started to get a little frustrated, and began to fantasize about how she would likes me, just a fancy. I fantasize that we could play tennis on the court, take a walk along the trod side, and go shopping, more deeper, we could kiss and hug. "Ah, what a wonderful experience it will be!" But fantasy was just a fantasy after all, I must suppress this feeling, because unrequited love sometimes makes people lose themselves.

We ended the game and we were ready to go back. I also saw them packing up turning away. I was full of mind on her lively and lovely smile on the playground, and sweaty hair on her white cheeks. I hope her sexual orientation also the same as me, a bisexual, so that we could be the best friends.

Although the two boys were saying:

"Hey, you noticed that the girl, didn't you? she was beautiful!"

"Yeah, she is favor in sports and cute, just too adorable."

"Do you want to go for her, I will be your competitor."

"Hey, who she likes is not for sure, but I just wanna give it a shot."

But I didn't pay much attention to the words of them. I just imagined that I could talk to her on the grass one day.

But soon, such an attempt occurred next Friday.