It was about 11:55 on New Year’s Eve. Some friends and I had decided to check out a party at a local lesbian bar.

The D.J. had just announced that it was almost midnight, and Dina, the beautiful woman who’d been hitting on me for the past hour, asked me if I wanted to go with her to a better spot for the countdown. She took me by the hand, our fingers interlocked, and escorted me to the darkest corner of the club. It was very crowded. When she stopped, she arranged us so that we were facing each other. My face was buried in her voluptuous breasts. At the stroke of midnight she threw her arms around me, embraced me passionately, and asked if she could kiss me. I said yes, not knowing how incredibly feverish this kiss was going to be.

When she drew back and gazed into my eyes, my knees grew weak and my... Read More