All through high school and college I never battered an eyelid if a sexy girl walked past as I had no interest in them only men. But it was only until... I joined a salsa class every week on a Monday did I begin to doubt my sexuality.I entered the dance studio and there were were a group of men and women there already and a young and sexy latina salsa teacher stood in a black leotard and cropped leggings. Her hair was tied back in a tight bun. She was no more than twenty eight years old. She. Maria had never seen a cock before her parents were very religious and hadn’t allowed her to date anybody yet. I knew where my dad stashed his porn magazines and decided that it was time she saw how things operated in the world of sex. The magazine we happened to find first was jam-packed full of lesbian pictures. I, myself, had masturbated to them many times before. I had known for quite some time that I was bisexual preference… but I didn’t know about Maria. I quickly sat it aside and looked. She gasped, and then cringed when she realized she had done it out loud, and half the class was looking at her, including the always entertaining Mr. Mills, who was now looking at her with an irritation laced boredom. Of course, he had already made a few choice comments about her lack of focus today. If he only knew the extreme amount of concentration and focus she was using not to look at Diago. Besides she was paying enough attention to know Mr. Mills hadn’t said a damn thing to Diago, who. .." She burst out laughing when his sour expression turned to glaring distress.She spent most of the return trip working on attack tactics based on the performance parameters she had received from pilots who had rotated to Truman for R&R. The rest of the staff worked on how to get the carriers into striking range with minimum risk. The corvettes would be a combination of a wild card and an ace in the hole.Lesa and Jake were presiding over the typical chaos at supper. With fourteen companions.