Adventures In Hose

Jennifer was a very good friend of mine and extremely beautiful. Unfortunately that's all we could ever be since Jennifer was undeniably a lesbian, she told me after I asked her out, thus making me think less about myself than I had before. Despite my misgivings of being friends with a beautiful and unavailable woman, our friendship stood strong, perhaps because of the mere fact that she was unavailable.

"Hi Jennifer, how are things going at your place?" I asked, forcing myself to cheer up despite the inevitable lump of lead I was starting to feel in my stomach.

I had never told her my feelings ran deeper than friendship, and I knew that I could never admit them to her. I've long ago come to the conclusion that you don't have to have a physical relationship with someone you love, but at the same time, such love only serves to hurt you more if you allow it to grow too strong.

"Well I have some bad news and good news. Which do you want to hear first?" Her voice took on a less bright tone.

"Jenny you know me," I said jokingly, "Bad news always comes first. That way the good news sounds better."

"Me and Samantha broke up." Her voice was sad, but I immediately felt a wave of relief fill me at that news.

Not because of my feelings for Jennifer but because Samantha was one of the worse girlfriends that she could ever hope to get her hands on. More than a few times I've caught Samantha going out with men behind Jennifer's back, and she'd even had the nerve to call me an asshole right in front of Jennifer. It had been even harder on me when Jennifer told me to keep my distance from her for a while so she could sort the whole thing out.

"Okay, I told you to tell me the bad news first," I said playfully as I pressed down lightly on the accelerator.

"Look, I know you never liked Samantha, but she was one of the closest girlfriends that I've ever had," Jennifer said quite severely, which made me instantly regret my words.