I Am Not Sure If She Is Bisexual Or Not

Good morning again, everyone! I hate to complain right off the bat, but it is still hot enough to fry eggs on the sidewalk. My poor air conditioner has been working overtime in this heat wave. I’m pretty sure I heard it begging for mercy this weekend. I can’t blame it, as I’ve had to seek refuge in the waters along the coast myself just to keep my cool.

Of course, we’ve been playing beach volleyball all week again and that has sent me running for more than one pedicure to undo the damage caused in the heat and sand. The girl that I was telling you about earlier, the one named Sarah. When she found out that I was going to the salon after the volleyball game, she asked if she could come with me. Of course, I was ecstatic. We sat side by side in a nearly orgasmic state of bliss as the girls in the salon worked their magic, restoring our damaged feet to full glory. I have to say, after getting a better look at her feet when they aren’t all covered with sand and muck, that she has some pretty spectacular appendages.

After we were done at the salon, she suggested that we grab a couple of drinks and cool off in the shade of one of the cabanas at her condo. I wanted to believe that she was hitting on me, but it was still too soon to tell. You know us women, we don’t think anything of just hanging out together and relaxing. It’s not necessarily an invitation to have some sexy time. I agreed, still wondering what her intentions might be and hoping they were extremely dishonest. She was very friendly, but didn’t make any moves on me, so I was disappointed.

Then, she turned up again with our friends when they came out to visit me at the club. I practically drooled on the bar when I saw her come in wearing a short white halter dress that hugged her like a glove. Her beautiful legs led down to a pair of strappy heels that made them look a mile long. I almost missed my pour on the drink I was making while trying not to stare too openly. They all piled up and chatted me up most of the night, having drinks and shots until it was time to close the place down.

I was surprised when Sarah hung back a little and asked what I was doing next weekend. I told her that I had to work Friday, but was free on Saturday and asked what she had in mind. She winked at me and told me that she thought we could have a little girl time together and I agreed. I gave her my card so she could call me and set something up. Still, I’m not completely sure I’m reading her right....

What do you think? I’ll let you know later.

Kisses from Helen

Foot Fetish Bisexual