I'm staring into her eyes, and she's staring back. I want to tear this girl apart, right now. She breaks the silence. Asks me if I want to go smoke. I... point out I don't smoke and she apparently doesn't either, most of the rest of the table are smoking right now, my girlfriend included. Her foot runs down my leg. She says we should probably go smoke, anyway. I nod, speechless. She stands, and walks toward the back of the club. It's a Tuesday night and pretty empty, but the bass is thrumming on. She sat quite stiffly, with her knees together and legs tucked under.You can relax i told her, no need to be formal.why don’t you get yourself a drink too i said. She went to the bar and got a glass of juice and sat back down, we started chatting and she took up my offer to share some of my whiskey.We moved to the bedroom. She asked me to move up a bit and sat down on the edge of the bed, her shapley knees inches from my hand. I lay on my side to give her more room and she leaned back against. "When Keiko and Jon first showed me, I was kind of scared. But when we were all together, it just made so much sense. The love we all felt was incredible." Tiffany turned her face to Keiko and, to my surprise, they shared a deep and passionate kiss. The sight was incredible and confusing. My daughter had never shown any interest in women before. Was she gay this whole time? Was that what everything with Jon was actually about? Just a cover for her relationship with Keiko? Keiko's hand returned. I finished off my outfit with a cheap shoulder-length red wigfrom a local costume shop, and a pair of low-heeled black mules fromPayless (size 12 wide - curse my big feet!). I put on some brick redlipstick that matched my wig (and would also match my natural red hair),and sat in the living room by the back door waiting for my man.I heard him open the backyard gate and come up the wooden stairs to thegate. I stood when he got to the deck, and I opened the door to let himinto the house. I was so.