She smiled at me, breathless as she pirouted by. She stopped, looked at me and winked.
A hug, a laugh and a quick peck.
I turned to her even as she embraced me from behind and we giggled.
A quick laugh and a whisper as she tugged at my hand. I followed with an apology to my partner for the night.
It was a great night to turn lesbian.
We left the lecher behind, hoots of laughter escaping us as we left knowing we had given him a story to talk about for the rest of his life.
“I found a woman at the party, she found one too!”