Yes, this will be a juicy story. May the record reflect…
How do you meet a sexy single lesbian lawyer you ask? Well, for one, you have to have impeccable looks…lol, not. This was a weekend where I was running out of clean clothes from my two week-long Toronto summer trip, and the clothes I did have were cardigans, flats, dress pants… I think I looked like a 26 year old prude who only gets off on her expensive wardrobe. ANYWAYS, It all started at an all-women film festival. Very lesbian right? I had not had a break finding a true lesbian up until this point, and it being my last night in Toronto, i was willing to attend a film festival without knowing a single thing about making films. When I walked into a room full of 100 women and 4 men, there was a cute speaker at the front telling witty jokes to the audience. “Made by Kelsey Sanderson” the first film title said – reminding everyone that it was not a man but a WOMAN who wrote, directed and starred in the film. It was lesbian themed with soft voices, kissing scenes, sensual touching. If there were women in this room that were closeted, i’m sure their cheeks were flushed and they had quite the wet poon.
Okay, so no, there was no Lesbian lawyer at this film festival, and i’m sorry, i don’t think you will ever find one close to an arts event. (They don’t have time).
From the lack of seating in the room, I was standing, in my beige cardigan and dirty blonde hair, under a spot light at the back of the theatre. I was making eye contact with the girl with the microphone standing at the front the whole time. It was like she was eager to ask me a question or recognized my face somewhere. I felt some chemistry between us, so after the film I walked my touche up to the front of the room and started a conversation with this girl leading the event. I don’t know where i got the balls (or lady parts) to be honest. I completely interrupted her conversation with her friends, and introduced myself and told my story. University student, alone in the city, nothing to do on my last night there, basically begging strangers to invite me to hangout with them.
The girl leading the event, I soon find out named Amanda, was saying she was looking and smiling at me the whole time because she thought I was the main actor in the film we just watched. The girl she was such a huge fan of. “You look exactly like her!” she said to my surprise. I was shocked, and flattered. What a nice compliment, the girl in the movie was tall and had symmetrical features. Me, however, am just tall enough to ride roller coasters, and have had trouble shaping my eye brows my whole life. (Sisters, not twins)
Amanda had short, silky black hair, shaping her pretty face. Very good fashion sense as well. We stepped out of the theatre and after talking for a bit, i asked if she knew of anything going on that night, as it was my last night I wanted to leave Toronto with a BANG, before I go back to my deadbeat town on the east coast of Canada…yuck. “Do you guys know of any parties?” Amanda replies “Hey, I’m having a get together at my place tonight, Here’s my number ********”
I have this girls number, she is so cool, so confident, super sexy, super my type. “I’ll be there at 7!” I said. Reflecting back on this act of bravery of mine, i realized how well it went over, and how bad it could have gone. Wow. Thank god for my irrational thinking, and spout of confidence back there. Otherwise I would have bought some ice-cream and been a lonely Mcgee in my AirB&B. Lol, it rhymes.
That afternoon I drank a venti coffee from Starbucks, changed my cardigan to a more outgoing, laid-back cardigan (lol), and tried to act all cool when I sent my first text to Amanda. I soon find out, to my surprise, that Amanda works for an animation group in Toronto for a Y-TV kids show. In other words, she’s famous and makes BANK.
My whole life i’ve always let girls I like slip through my fingers without having the slightest notion that I am gay, and very into them. In Amanda’s case, i was ’10/10, get the UHaul, I’m moving in with you’ into her. How can I make my intentions clear, come on Laura, think. I text Amanda “I just broke up with my girlfriend three days ago so this trip isn’t going the greatest so far, but i’m excited for tonight” There. She knows i’m gay, and hopefully knows that i’m tragically into her. She replies, “come to my place tonight at 7, i’m having people over!”. Gives me her address, tells me a time. I’m in, I am so in. Did this turn into the best day of my faqin life?
I headed on the bus to Amanda’s place. Apartment complex 50, at the top of the hill in High Park…This place had waterfalls and statues in the front courtyard. The doors open to marble floors and a front desk agent. DAMN. I’ve never experienced so much luxury. This girl is the real deal.
I head up to apartment 25, knock on the door, Amanda answers in a red top, and that lovely, welcoming, straight-tooth smile of hers. “You made it! Hey guys this is my friend Laura! She’s and Engineer” I walk in to this spacious, yellow-marble floor and modern steel kitchen. She was making martini’s for everyone.
Amanda sits down beside me, we are laughing, and looking at the characters she had created for the TV show. And next something disappointing, and amazing happens.
In walks a tall, slim girl, very talkative, and energetic, with her boobs almost hanging out of her dress, which no one was mad about. “AMANDA, HI!” She enthusiastically reaches for Amanda and gives her a huge hug. This is Amanda’s animation friend? Oh, they must have history. If Amanda’s gay she would be going nuts over this girl that just walked in. And she was, she was blushing like Lacey from The L Word when she first saw Shane. I was so confused, I hope they aren’t in a relationship and i’m just going to awkwardly be flirting with Amanda all night. But no, it was way better, way more juicy then what I imagined was happening at that moment.
Amanda introduces me to this stunning, elegant, tasteful woman, who knows how to show off her goods. “Laura, this is Liz” I say hi and we talk for the next few minutes. She compliments my outfit, and changes seats with Amanda. By this point I could tell Liz’s focus was on me, and not Amanda. Girl, you better not be Amanda’s girlfriend because this is too much for me to take.
We all go around in a circle playing Truth or Dare. Okay, everyone has to describe when you lost your virginity! Liz says it was to this girl at law school on the east coast. Okay, check, Lis is gay, In Law school, and from the east coast, we are similar, talking points talking points. Amanda goes next, surprisingly saying, well it was with this guy from junior high. Did you turn lesbian? or are you straight or Bi? What is it? Then she mentioned she is Bi. The question got to me. I took a deep breath and said I lost it to a girl, just like Liz, and omg it felt good. “you’re gay?” one of the straight guys in the room says. “Yeah, ever since birth ;)” I jokingly answer(what a bad, overused joke it was). So, liz is gay, and Amanda is Bi, what’s going to happen? Is everyone single? I need answers.
Liz was getting closer to me. We were sitting at the opposite side of the room to everyone else, on a small love seat. She was super confident in herself, and her motivations. She starts stroking the back of my head, and tickling my neck, like the best, most sensual massage you’ve ever had. I was getting tingles, and my sea bed was growing…okay gross, i know, but it’s true.
By now, Amanda’s HUSBAND walks in. Wow, this is a turn of events. Did Amanda invite Liz over because she knew I was gay? This was a set up! Clever girl she is, she knew I was going to try and get with her married ass, so she invited her even-better looking, successful lesbian friend. I’m totally digging it.
“So, Liz, what do you do for a living?” She replies, I’m in my last year of Law school.” “Oh, wow. Smart and good-looking” I say. By the end of the night people asked me how old I was, i said i just turned 20, while all of them were 26,27. The whole time they thought I was 26 for sure. Which I 100% took as a compliment, i mean come on! This means i act mature for my age, and seem well put together I could argue? I’m sticking with that being what it meant…
“Well i’m going to head home i guess”, says Liz. “Laura, want me to walk you back to your place?” I was like “Sure, that would be nice” no one knew that my AirB&B was a 30 min drive away and that’s not where we were walking to. We were going to Liz’s place, a 5 minute walk away.
Liz’s place was even larger than Amanda’s. She had flat screens in every room, and having that much space in Toronto is not normal. She invites me in, to my surprise honestly. And we sit down and watch a movie…for 20 minutes. That’s all i could handle of her sensual touches, and neck massages she was giving. I made the first move, and we went to her California king bed in the next room. It was like a hardcore sex scene you want to see in every lesbian film, but never do. We had so much chemistry. I was slightly submissive, and she dominant, older and in charge.
I’ll tell you I almost missed my flight the next day after trying to get back to my AirB&B in time in the morning. The sun was shining. It was a beautiful day, It was like the opening scene of Yes Man, when Jim Carrey was skipping down the street being enthusiastically happy. I lost my virg-in-it-y. I’m not a virrr-gin. Hey hey haaa-y hey. I chanted.
Sometimes, if you want something to happen and your life to be interesting, go to an event that caters to your kind of people. Take a chance and talk to people in charge of the event, like a speaker at a film festival. You may live out a magical fantasy in a magical suite with a magical woman.
Thanks to Amanda, and Liz for making my lesbian fantasies come true, and for making my ‘losing-virginity story’ KICK ASS.
xxoo coffeequeens, hope you enjoy this post, and it inspires you to GET OUT THERE, and make stuff happen. Your dreams are just a confident, “Hi, I’m Laura” away.