Gay FEMALE Bar.. Now open.

Gay FEMALE Bar.. Now open. (OPEN TO FEMALES or MALE STAFF)

Walking down the street one thursday night, I see they've finally opened up this new bar. "Her's" I've been waiting for months for this place to open... Seems every gay bar I go to is loaded down with boi's and tranny's.... Finally... a place for girls..
As I walk in I make a right to the restroom. I stare in the mirror at myself wonder what girls I might meet up with and attract. Kinda hard to say when you're "stuck in the middle" like me. No one I know would call me a femme... nor would they call me butch. Tomboyish? Hmmm.. Sporty? Baby Butch? Taking notice of my shoulder length layered brown hair... slightly baggy jeans... timberlands... and navy polo... I ponder the events yet to play out on this evening...
I wander out and head to the bar... ordering a drink... and turning to the crowd.

Emily didn't know what her life would be. She had never been lucky, everyone she knew had girl friends. She didn't know what this would get to, she showed idea showing she was 21 she was let in. She liked the music, that was for sure, she saw people looking at her. She had a black mini skirt, black shirt that tied in the front. Walking up at the bar she smiled at the woman sitting drinking. Her Dark brown eyes and brown hair, she thought with that combo. She used to hate it but now? she saw a woman ordering a drink. "Id like the same" emily said, some why shy, she sipped her drink.

Chuckling a bit... i look at the girl who sits next to me. "you don't even know what I'm having"... my eyes shift from her eyes to her body.. trying to do so ever so subtly.
Offering to buy her that drink... of amaretto sour... I offer a small handshake. "My name's Jennifer.." leaning in due to the loud music ".. what's yours?

She smiled "Yeah I know" She laughed some, she went forward to hear her better. "Nice to meet you my name is Emily, its a pleasure" She said as she shook her hand, She saw the drinks, she smiled at the bar and looked back at her. She was pretty happy to be here with her, taking a sip of her drink and sighed happily. "How long have you lived here? I lived back in Chicago" she asked.

"Emily.. pretty name... does you justice" I add slyly... then sheepishly thinking... 'That was corney.. I'm no better than some dude..lol.'
"I'm from the south... Georgia, actually. Not really sure why I ended up here.. needed to get away I guess. How about this place, huh? It's about time. So.. what brought you here?"
I fumble with the rim of my glass...I notice in kind of a girlie manner... I listen intently to what she has to say... locking my eyes onto her eyes.. occasionally glancing at her lips... wow. Though I can't help but notice... she turns almost every head that passes... and yet she stopped and talked to me. Hmmm...

I smile looking at her, she is a very beautiful woman. Thinking to my self she seemed relaxed. Nothing would relax her, and yet I am taken by her. "I don't know, im gathering myself I guess you can say. For many years I saw myself is a Bi, yet I was finding sometimes they are pigs, but the more I witnessed what guys do, i mean I don't hate them. Yet I know in my heart what I want, ive never had the chance, ive been single all my life"

"I know what cha mean." I agreed... I'd been there before.. so I know all too well what she's talking about. "Girls can be tricky too though... I think girls get more jealous than guys do. I don't.. not really. I think that's a guy quality I inherited..*laughs*.. but girls... they get sooo jealous."
I wonder to myself if she notices all the looks that she's getting... I wonder if she notices the bartender hasn't even taken her eyes off her. Beauty to die for.. and yet there's this hint of sadness about her. I wonder who hurt her... or perhaps it's just me...
I notice her drink is low... "you want something else? Lemme buy it for you.." I grin sheepishly.

I smiled "Im not to sure about either sex being jealous, ive never even kissed anyone in my life" I shrugged. I noticed the way she looked at me, tilting my head to the side, when she asked for something else I nod and ordered a double shot of whiskey. When the bar tended putted them before me. I downed them quickly. I sighed. "So why are you single" I blushed "i mean if your single" I laugh.

I notice how her hair falls around her face as she tilts her head. "Anyone? Ever? Wow.. how'd that happen? I mean.. look at you." I give her a once over.. up and down. " Yep.. single. Can't seem to find the right one I suppose.. Ya know what? It's a shame you've never kissed a guy......

I blush and looked into her eyes "Your sweet" With a sigh everything stopped for me. She saw people on the dance floor. I didn't know how to dance, which why I didn't. Coming to have some fun. She stopped drinking drinks, except for Ginger Ale. She didn't want to get drunk. I looked at her. "ive been trying to find the right person, so im not worried about being" she sighed.

I notice the people on the dance floor... i notice her noticing.. "don't even think about it... I can't dance. I'm so white, it's not funny." To my relief, she said she couldn't dance either.. Looking to the back of the room... across the dance floor... I nod towards a corner booth.... "wanna go sit at that table over there?" "Not worried about being... what?"
Thinking to myself of how she'd never been kissed... by guy nor girl. Imagining myself to be her first. I wonder where it would lead. It's hard for a girl to appreciate the tender kiss of a girl... when she'd never experienced a guy. So shy... wow that's hot.

'being out here, people can be so cruwel to people, im afraid of being hurt. But everyone has to feel it at least once." she was content, crossing her leg over the other. I sometimes wondered, what im here to do. I can sing and write, oh acting as well, but I can't do eaither to live any more."

watching as she crosses her legs.. noticing the shape... "Work out?" Reaching out to touch her thigh... waiting to see if she pulls away. "So how about that table?" Reaches my hand out to hers...

I felt her hand on me, I was taken back to what she was doing. Maybe I was just to drunk, I may never know. I Nodded and noticed a small chairs to relax. Looking up at her I smile. "Hmm this is more like it, wouldn't you say?"

Looking at my watch... I notice the time and think about how early six comes in the morning...
"I really hate to leave good company... really hate to leave it.. but I was hoping you'd meet me back here... tomorrow night? I think they serve food? Dinner? You and me?"
I lean over and kiss her softly on her cheek... Sliding her my number.
Walking home I think of the nights events... how that was the last thing I figured I would stumble upon... All night I toss and turn and think of her... kicking myself for leaving... i mean.. hell, either way.. i got no sleep, right? Finally... i drift off.. and dream of being her first...

Time was something else, she didn't care about it. But she nodded "I'll be here" I promised, when I felt her kiss, she also felt paper in her hand. when she left I was alone, seeing the phone number. She smiled, finally I had something to look forward to.

*peeks in*

All day long Jenn had thought of the evening to come. She found herself looking at her phone every half hour or so waiting for a phone call... a text message... something to indicate she had been thought of. Nothing. Maybe this girl was like every other encounter at a bar... full of shit. "i'm usually the one doing the 'picking'em up..lovin and leavin thing'... maybe the tables have turned." she thought.
"Oh well...." she decided she would go home after work and get cleaned up... and show up anyway....."we'll see what happens? If nothing else... maybe I'll get lucky and meet someone else.." After all, Jennifer faired pretty well in that department. Being that stuck in the middle type.. helped her. It seemed to make girls curious. Women always wanted to know what was beneath that shy tomboyish style. She was a girl, alright! Beneath those baggy jeans, and shirts that were less than flattering to her figure, was a body any guy would die to fuck. It was evident that her free time was spent at the gym and tanning bed. One might wonder why she hid such a figure... but as confident as she appeared... there was still this trace of insecuity..that few even noticed. Her arrogance hid it well...
As she hopped out of the shower and dried off ... the towel hit the floor as she trapsed over to the dresser to select her attire for the evening...
First boxers... yep.. that's what she wore. Then a sports bra...leaving her firm c cups to be another surprise for any unsuspecting guest. Jeans... pressed and just a tad too baggy... A white long sleeved t-shirt... and a pink polo.. gotta throw a little bit of girlie in there...
She dried and fluffed her hair.. brushed her teeth... put on a splash of mens island voyager cologne... a little make up to cover the blemishes... not too much though... and out the door she went...
As she entered the bar... she did a once over of the room.... *sigh* No emily... She found the back corner booth that she had left the night before... and ordered a beer... and waited.

Rissa walked by the bar, on her way to meet a business associate, her every stride perfect, every click of her heels on the pavement in time.
She didn't dare look inside, not with her professional reputation, but she made a mental note to come back, see if there was an after hours crowd.
To see if she could find trouble.

Joanna was feeling very nervous... very nervous indeed as she had stopped at the front of the bar. Here she was, on a dare from some of her friends, to finally explore what it would be like to be inside an all women's bar. To her friends, Joanna was just the typical girl... talking about men, wearing the latest perfume and dressing in the latest fashions but what she did not tell her friends was that... deep inside, she did not like men as lovers at all.

She had to put on a very convincing act around her friends but secretly, she had been wondering what it would be like to talk with another woman more than as a friend... to dance with another woman very intimately... and most of all, to feel what it would be like to have another woman as a lover.

Dressed in a blue fleece sweater that did little to hide her small B cup breasts, a pair of her favorite blue jeans that seemed to hug her small but perky butt and a pair of casual boots, Joanna had finally stepped inside with her wavy, shoulder length brown hair flowing into the abrupt warm breeze that seemed to flow through the door and her sky blue eyes scanning around the room in a very nervous pose.

Taking a seat right at the bar, she could tell that she was getting stared at by most of the girls in the bar... more as "fresh meat" than anything else. Maybe some girl would take an interest in her as more than just a one night stand? Joanna had hoped so but also knew the pitfalls that came with the bar scene... with all of the disappointments that had come with that.

"So what will it be?" The bartender asked, noticing Joanna almost instantly. Bartenders, it had seemed, always had a knack for finding someone that looked to be so totally out of their element that it was written all over their faces. Joanna seemed to fit into that mold very perfectly.

"Just a beer. Surprise me." Joanna said in a sigh.

The bartender started to get the beer and brought it back to Joanna as she set it down. "Consider this one on the house. Maybe you'll get lucky tonight."

"Thanks, I may hope so." Joanna said nervously, sipping the beer and waiting for whatever may come her way... sooner or later.

As she sips on her beer, someone enters the bar that kinda gets Jenn's attention. "look at that ass" she thinks immediately, as she's always had a thing for a girl with a cute ass. As she finishes the last bit in her bottle.. she figures now is as good a time as any to casually walk up to the bar and inspect the newcomer. Sure.. she was here to meet someone.. but that someone hadn't showed up yet... and what the hell... she had just met emily. Besides that... she's new in town and what's wrong with meeting new people.
"Kerry," she says to the boi behind the counter. "Whatcha need, Sweetie?" He says. "Another beer?" She replies... Smiling a crooked grin at the shy one beside her...

Joanna looked over at the new girl very shyly as she had tried to let out a smile. She had finished nearly half of her beer already as the new girl had approached.

Looking at the new girl, she seemed to bring about a sense of confidence around her... and the cologne seemed to draw some of the attention towards her.

"Please." Joanna said, still feeling a little bit shy. She was still looking into the girl's eyes as she finally found a little bit of confidence building inside of her. "Thank you so much."

Realizing that the young lady thought Jenn was asking her if she wanted a beer, and not wanting to be rude, Jenn bought her another of what she was drinking...
Putting the money on the bar, Jenn asks..."what's your name? Mine's Jennifer... "
Jenn keeps an eyeful watch on the door as she talks... not wanting Emily to get the wrong idea, should she pop in. She knows all too well how jealous and catty most girls can be.

I walk in and sit at the bar.....i look around...."nice place" I mumbled.........I look at the two girls next to me.........then look at the bartender....."Miller light" I ordered.......I crossed my legs, showing off my leather mini skirt.....

Joanna smiled a little bit as she had seen another beer coming towards her. "That is a very pretty name. Mine's Joanna." She said seeing Jennifer looking over at the door from time to time.

"Are you expecting someone tonight?" She asked a little nervously, taking a sip of her second beer as soon as it had arrived. Deep inside, she was hoping that she could talk to Jennifer as long as she could tonight.