I’d practiced a speech and everything. I’d had words. Good words. Words like ‘I’m growing concerned that due to the sheer sex of my body I cannot help you physically discover yourself in a way that fully encompasses your sexuality’ and
Charlotte and I went on our first date a week later. Problem was, I never said it was a date. I asked her out to dinner, but any girl can do that for another girl. What if she just thought we were hanging out?