I pulled on my jacket and let her lead me to the lobby."Hi Mark!" said Mary."Happy birthday!" said Amanda and Elizabeth together.Honestly. I'd forgott...n it was my birthday."Surprise!" said Barb from right behind me.I swear my heart stopped."Happy birthday!" said Linda.I spun around and pulled Barb into the biggest, tightest, sweetest hug I could. "Oh God it's good to see you Barbie," I said. At some point during that hug, I realized my feelings for Barb had crystallized. I squeezed her a bit. The woman had an androgynous look with short-cropped blonde hair and a boyish figure. I wondered whether that played any part in Joanna’s decision to watch it, thinking it might be more acceptable to me if the two characters both had a masculine appearance.While we were watching the movie, Joanna frequently sipped her Champagne. A couple of times she refilled her glass, but I declined her offer to top up my own glass.As the movie progressed, the couple had a serendipitous encounter and. The large black man was wearing glasses now on the other side of the table and she saw that they made him look slightly more civilized and not contemplating the brutal rape of any white female within reaching distance. Her shameless female parts were still on overdrive down below but she pretended that she was absolutely bored and desirous of something more interesting to do instead of this sex talk drivel that stirred no response in her “romance and love only” baby-making system.The older. “Do you need anything else?““No. I think I got it.““Are you sure?“Well I was sure I didn't need any other bar supplies but something gave me the feeling that wasn't all he was referring to. Maybe it was his tone of voice. Maybe it was him slowly putting his hand on the small of my back... but something gave me the feeling he was willing to help me out with more than juice. I didn't know how to answer. If I say yes, I'm the new bar slut. If i say no, well.... I didn't say anything. I just.