Lesbian Night at the Movies
My best friend Rachel and I got in our seats about five minutes before the movie started. We were the only ones in the theater that could sit up to 80 people. It was the last screening of the night, a romantic chick flick with a male lead actor that drove a teenage girl crazy. Both being eighteen, we were starting to enjoy the freedom of having nights out and driving wherever we pleased, without a nagging parent or price of a taxi. We sat in the very back seats. I slipped off my thongs and put...