It wasn't that long after going to dinner at Olive Garden with the girls that I really started having serious thoughts about pursuing something with h...er. She'd flirted with me. She'd made jokes to me. She'd even messaged me on Facebook, saying shit like "Don't think about me too much before you go to bed" and she'd sign off. It drove me fucking nuts.I was flirting with Amanda all the time, she flirted back, and we'd kissed a couple of times, but she never really pursued it, so I didn't push it.. I was in heaven I then heard a light female voice behind me. “Hello, there” I spun around to see this blonde staring back at me, I dropped the pillow as she walked over to me, “I’m Katie, Matt’s girlfriend” she said smirking at me “you must be Holly”. I shook her hand. She grasped it; I could tell she did not like me. Still grasping my hand she said “Matt’s told me all about you” I stared back at her she must have been around 35 years old, had a pretty face but looked like a slaggy girl,. “Hi, is that you Jennifer?”“Yes ma’am it’s me.”“Oh my God! I didn’t think you would call, at least not this soon.”“I’m sorry.”“Oh my goodness Jennifer, don’t be sorry; I’m glad you did.”“Me too, so what are you doing?” I asked.“I’m home alone, and I was thinking about you, and I was playing with myself. What are you doing?” she asked.“I was watching a lesbian porn DVD my dad has.”“Does your dad know you watched it?”“No he passed out long time ago.”“What are you wearing?” she asked.I went to the. The bartender kept smiling at her with that "so whatcha doing later" smile. His hair was pulled back into a pony tail despite the fact the man had began to lose his hair way too early in life. His shirt hung open showing a golden cross peaking out of the deep growth of chest hair. The cross made her smile. She wondered why men like him wear them. She was willing to bet that he hasn't been to church in over a dozen years yet he still wear the cross proudly. Like no matter what sins he does in.