It made me uncomfortable because I was still confused about mysexuality. Carrie just assumed I was gay. She liked having a gay BFF.I dressed sort of...in a girly/androgynous look back then. I had my haircut very short?almost a crew cut. I would wear shorts from Forever 21,and tops from the Gap. Carrie encouraged me to carry a purse?which Istocked with eye liner, lip liner, and other cosmetics (mostly for her). We looked like two girls out shopping, but if you looked closely atme?you could. Besides, he’s afraid of you.’Tia had said she wanted ‘to be watched’ before, and now she was really up for it. So, fine, I thought, we can kill two birds with one stone. I was sharing an apartment with a guy named Woody (I kid you not). Woody was, to put it most kindly, flat fucking ugly. He would do just about anything to get laid, or just see a pair of bare breasts. Tia’s exhibitionist streak would give him a bit of fun.I went to the local mall with Tia and we picked out a few items that were. Ricardo blasted out a string of curses in Mexican, but my Mexican wasn’t that good, and I only gathered that he was cursing all of my ancestors back for at least five generations or so. A quick silence spell shut him up. Oh, he was still cursing, but no one could hear him; he couldn’t even hear himself which made him even angrier, and he soon turned red in the face, and started gasping for breath. His men looked at him in horror.“Now that we have some quiet, let’s discuss business like. He looked down at my legs and said he certainly thought my outfit was attractive tonight. I said that I was hoping for sexy not attractive! I placed a hand on my thigh and said "But this is better." I eased my skirt higher to show the stocking tops and suspenders, giving Greg a smile. "Well, keep going," my husband said, so I tugged the skirt up until all could see my animal skin print panties which were very brief and tightly pulled between my legs. Greg's eyes nearly popped out of his.