A Night Out To Remember

Liz and Sue dragged me out and hailed a taxi before I could think too much about what I was doing. I was in a straight bar having my first stiff drink before I realised I looked like one of three girls. All of us were getting looks off the guys in the bar but fortunately Liz finished her drink quickly and wanted to go to the next bar.

Four bars later and we finally arrived at the gay bar where we were meeting Liz and Sue's friends. I knew many of them as I had met most of them a few times over the last five years but none of them recognised me dressed like this. Liz introduced me as Jane a friend from school that was down from the old hometown for the night. So far the night had been a blur and now that we finally slowed down I could start to get my wits back. I was dressed as a beautiful woman in a gay bar miles from where I lived and everyone here seemed to think I was a school friend of Liz, a female friend of hers.

I then found my first unexpected problem when one of her pretty but very gay friends asked if I wanted to dance. Should I say I am gay or straight? When I was a man there was no problem because only the gay guys would hit on me but now I might get hit on by the lesbians or the various straight guys that always seemed to be there. I decided to be the opposite of whatever they were and try to everyone happy but at a distance.

My plan was working up until I met Garry. He had come with one of Liz's friends but had come late because he lived a short distance from the city in one of the small villages nearby. We were introduced by his sister who had been friends with Liz for years. I knew she was a lesbian so I had already told her that I wasn't gay to keep her from hitting on me but she now told her brother that I was straight.

He was nice looking and a little taller than me but he just chatted about simple things and never seemed to be trying to anything more. I had stopped drinking the hard stuff in favour of beer but only in half pint glasses and even then only very slowly, taking little sips instead of big mouthfuls. I was starting to like the handsome young man with his quick wit and pleasant conversation.