I exhale before licking the salt off my hand, downing the dreaded liquor and once again biting down into a slice off lemon. Not too bad this time. I f...el the tingling warmth spreading through my chest. But, when Cindy signals the bartender again, I grab her arm and pull her away. She just laughs at me. “You’ve become such a wuss.” “Yeah, yeah whatever. Let’s dance, that’s the only reason I’m here.” “Really?” Cindy raises her eyebrows. “I know how horny you get when you’re drunk.” I laugh,. She paused for a second."I'm trying to help you," she said."How?" I moaned reproachfully. "By making me wear makeup?" I get the feeling that this isn't the last time Sarah will want you indresses," she said, "The next time you do it, do you want to look like awoman, or like a man in a dress?"I dropped my gaze in silent acceptance of her logic."Listen," she said, "No one knows better than yourself how you feelabout dressing like this. If you really don't like it, then talk itthrough with Sarah.. Jet lag sucks.The phone woke me up about four-thirty. It was Mary. "You're alive!" Barely," I croaked. "Missed you." Oh, God, did I miss you, too. You were gone so long! How was your trip?" We were still talking when Lisa came in."Mary?" Lisa asked in a stage whisper.I nodded yes."Tell her I love her." Lisa loves you, Mary." I love her, too. Thanks for talking. I'll talk to you later. Love you." I love you, too. Here's Lisa." I handed the phone to Lisa leaned back, barely conscious. Lisa was. .. I ended up seeing her on a night out and both drunk, we went over to each other and started chatting about things we shouldn't (Can't remember what was said exactly)and it got a bit flirty... But we went our separate ways that night and I put it all down to both just being drunk. Then over the next few weeks when I was over at my girlfriends house, me and her sister started talking more than we usually did, she seemed to be taking more of an interest in me and likewise so was I in her but.