Kylie and Chrissy

‘Don’t be so fucking lame. It’s just an idea. It doesn’t repulse me, what did you think?’ he asked.
‘I don’t know man. It’s a mind-fuck. They look so feminine. It’s probably just the tits, all that surgery’

‘Not necessarily, there’s girls that haven’t had any, and there just as hot’, he replied.

‘Why do you know all this? How much are you actually into it?’

Chris was reluctant, but perhaps spurred on by the amount of alcohol which he had consumed, he decided to open up to his friend. ‘Look, you’re my friend right? We’ve opened up about loads of shit. I didn’t judge you when you told me about painting model planes or having a crush on my sister –‘
‘ – that’s completely different’ Kyle interrupted.

‘Ok yeh, fair enough. But. Well… I’ve tried it’ Chris nervously confessed.

‘Tried what?’ Kyle’s face had remained in a state of disbelief, confusion and shock.

‘The girl thing. Like dressing up’ he continued.

‘Man, this is weird. I don’t think you should be telling me this.’

‘Oh, stop acting like some narrow-minded idiot.’ Chris angrily replied.

‘I’m not. Okay. How have you tried it?’

‘I’ve tried on some of Jodie’s things.’ Kyle nervously looked around the room, unsure of how to respond. Eventually he asked, ‘And?’

‘It’s different. It’s kinda fun, just because it’s so out of the ordinary. You should try everything once, right? And experience as many different things as possible. Life is for living, and if you want to try something, man, then you should just do it. It’s just an idea – the lesbian sex fantasy – that spurred it on, and well, I acted on it. Because why not?’ He continued to rant in excuse of his confession.

‘Yeh, I guess so.’

This had been Chris’s philosophy ever since the two became friends, and perhaps one of the things Kyle found so endearing about him. His outgoing, confident nature was infectious, and Kyle couldn’t deny that this had, in some way, rubbed off on him. The development of his own personality in the last 7 weeks wasn’t simply coincidence.