She said she remembered making out with me and, I would fondle her chest. She waited for me to go farther but I never did, "are you still shy" she as...ed .I put a hand on her thigh then sliding up to her crotch .I was leaning forward for a kiss,"I guess not "she said moving even closer. .She asked me if I remembered when Bernie (her girl friend) would come to visit her."Oh yes she was quite aggressive and horny" I said as we laughed .I began to tell her about the first time I picked her up and. But I can see now that there is not one thing 'lady like' about you anywhere. I don't even know if you're female, come to think of it. Are you?" That got a laugh from some and some boos from others.She tried one last time, "Are you a homophobe, Sir?" Look, butch, 'phobe' means to be scared of, doesn't it? Well no, I am not afraid of any homo. If you mean, am I one of those idiots that go around looking to beat up on gays, I am not. What they do with and to each other is none of my business and. I was somehow frozen at the sight of this beautiful, sexy ... and aggressive ... girl in front of me. I just used the first excuse which popped into my mind, and stammered "Julie, sorry if I disturb but could I possibly borrow some filters for my coffee machine ? I just ran out of ..." "does it have to be now ??" she asked, rolling her eyes to the ceiling like she always did. She put her fists to her side making her breasts stand out even more "oh well it would really help me out as I want to. "Well then girly," he said to me grabbing my hand and laughing, "if you're not gonna let me pick up a girl then I guess you have to be my date. Dance with me." Alright, but no funny business."Mike whisked me away to the dance floor and we danced together for a couple of songs. If I'd stop to think about it, it was completely bizarre dancing with my best friend, dressed as a women. That settled, I stopped thinking about it.Eventually we stopped dancing and kept drinking. Midnight came and went,.