I Was A Woman For A Person, Who Was The Only One At The Time?

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As I interacted with different people, I found one rather kind woman, who was the only one at the time, accepted an invite to see a movie, once I understood she was a lesbian. I accepted any offer of friendship. We had a curious dynamic, as she adopted me as her wingman. She helped ease my isolation. It was an unusual adventure, as I entered a world that I was not a member. As a heterosexual man who was clubbing with a lesbian, I was an unusual wingman. I improved my social skills, observing her. The differences in our skills were pronounced. I could have asked a comatose woman for a date, for her to wake her up long enough to reject me, while I thought she could pick up a date at a funeral. It certainly was an interesting adventure, yet…show more content…
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