You Got No Game

It all started when my friends were teasing me about my nonexistent romance life. It seemed like I had a sign blinking about me saying, 'I'm a lesbian!' or 'I'm ugly as hell!' Sure I had my first kiss with a girl, and I didn't put much effort in looking like a Victoria's secret model or Beyoncé, but I did have game.

"You'll see, I'm going to even kiss the hot three!" I stupidly declare making my friend's snort in laughter.

"Hot and wet," I grumbled as I started scheming up ways to have those three kissing me. By the end of it all, I'm going to have third degree burns by how calienté it'll be. Smooch. Smooch.

You must be wondering who the hot three are.

Well to put in simple terms, they were the three hottest guys at my school, and they were my game.