Marcie's Lesbian Love

I followed her out of the room and down the long hall. She stopped at the locker room and smiled, “you need to get anything from here?” she asked.

“No,” I said.

I was relieved she didn’t go inside. I didn’t want to stand in the hall, loitering like a stalker while she changed, and I certainly didn’t want to go back inside.

Carla smiled as she seen me walk into the main lobby, but then her face turned a little sour as she noticed Chloe behind me.

“We’re headed to lunch,” she said to her, not missing a beat as she stepped towards the door.

“Enjoy,” she said, giving me a wink as I opened the door.

Chloe grabbed my hand as I stepped onto the sidewalk in front of the gym. With a yank, she was pulling me into the street, through traffic that was stopped at a red light and across to the café on the corner.

“Sorry, I wanted to get across before the light changed,” she said.

I was pale, a little freaked out, but turning redder by the moment as she still held onto my hand.

She laughed, smiled, and let go, opening the door to the café, holding it open for me to enter.

She was different, exciting…I liked her.

Chapter Five

“Carla gets so pissed when I don’t eat at the fitness lounge,” she said.

We sat in a booth towards the back of the restaurant and the waitress brought over water and menus.

“You don’t like the food?” I asked.

She rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue. “Hell no!” she exclaimed.

I couldn’t help but laugh at her expression. Mine was similar, but more inverted as Carla told me about the veggie burgers and fish tacos.

I stared at the menu, trying to find something healthy to order, but everything else looked so good.

“I’m getting the bacon cheeseburger and chili fries,” she announced.

My eyes sat on her, staring as if I had just noticed her beside me. “Really?” I asked.

“Yeah, you can’t eat lettuce all the time…sometimes a girl just needs some greasy ass food.” She replied.

“Agreed.” I said.

We both ordered greasy burgers and fries, and then she ordered a pitcher of beer and two glasses. Wow, she wasn’t what I was expecting at all…

“So, what made you come into the gym?” she asked.

I told her about my party, and how Carla was there. “She gave me a card,” I said.

“Yeah, she’s notorious for recruiting cute young girls…” she said with a chuckle.

My cheeks turned pink at her words, unsure if I was blushing because of Carla’s ploy, or the fact she called me cute.

“So, you don’t know Carla then?” she asked.

“No,” I said.

“Well, trust me, she’s gonna try to get to know you…” she laughed.