Lez 'B' Girls-Volunteering is talking non-stop.

When I left you we were on our way to meet arena, walking up Baker Street, following this girl Lizzie saw in the underground that she thinks is sexy. Personally I didn`t find her sexy at all, but you know what they say about beauty right?
We got to this pub called the volunteer just past the Sherlock holms museum on Baker Street. The volunteer is like an old English pub where lots of rich students from the university nearby hangs out, hence why Arenna was there in the first place.
Lizzie just kept walking when I told her that she just like totally missed the entrance to the pub. I think that she was so excited to meet Arenna that she had no idea what was going on. Oh did I tell you that they were texting each other all week long? Also Lizzie was dying to find out if she was gay or not? So of course my job was to use my gaydar to tell her if she has the green light or not.
We step into the bar, out of the cold of the winter’s night, scanned the place and laid eyes on a guy and a young lady at the right end of the bar.
I have to say, wow. Let me say that again WOW. You didn’t get it the first time? Try this WOW WOW WOW, AROUGAAAAAA. Just imagine the wolf in a Tex Avery cartoon when he sees a hot chick. You know the one where his eyes bulges out of his head and his tongue runs a mile out of his mouth, ya that image right there is the reaction when you see Arenna for the first time.
So we went up to them said hello, well actually Lizzie introduce me to Arenna and Arenna introduce me to the guy who`s name was Marty. Arenna is about 5’5 with wavy long brown hair, sweet face and a beautiful smile. She was wearing this one peace purple dress with an elastic belt that enhances her hips and curves which are perfectly proportioned. All this finished with the, and I hold my breath here, ‘fuck me boots’. I’ll explain what are ‘fuck me boots’ later.
Anyway all introductions done, we ordered drinks and it began. Arenna would not stop talking, I suspected that it’s because she was nervous. But she talked about everything, her currant roommates, and her new job waiting tables, the different slangs used in America and not used in London, and so on, and so on.
Ok seriously let’s skip the chit chat bull shit and on to the good stuff, like the fact that I had told Lizzie that she was 60% gay and so on. But where things really started heating up was when the bar was closing. Arenna wanted to go home, I wanted Lizzie to get it on with Arenna, and Marty, poor Marty wanted Arenna so badly, at one point I think he was pissed that we joined them.
Eventually Marty convinces Arenna to come over to his place and she could get a taxi home later. We were invited along with the promise to smoke white widow weed which I think is one of the best there is.
Along the way Arenna as usual never stopped talking, by then it was about how clumsy she was, at which point I compared her to Bella from the twilight series, and she hated me for it. As we walk along under the snow heading to Marty’s place with Arenna light and funny conversation topics, out of the blue, from nowhere she asks Lizzie, ‘are you gay?’
Completely taken aback, Lizzie actually took a pause before saying, yes. I was flabbergasted asking, ‘where the hell did that come from, totally laughing my ass off. Arenna adds to that and I quote, ‘cool, I swing both ways.’
At that point I looked at Lizzie hinting that I think she answered our question, and Marty, poor poor Marty, totally embarrassed squeaks out, ‘well I am straight!’

TO BE CONTINUED