I HAVE A CONFESSION TO MAKE
Written by Miss Bliss on January 22, 2008 – 10:29 am -MIAMI BRUNCH STORIES, PART 1
“I have a confession to make.”
All eyes turn to study the petite and curvy Latina girl with cropped hair and elegantly painted nails. Five bi-women have gathered in South Beach, Miami, for conversation, friendship and community, but before we begin, Bianca must share a secret with us.
“I’ve never been with a girl,” she says. She looks at us, half-expecting us to ask her to leave because she’s “not really bi”.
“Oh, sweet girl,” I say, “There are so many girls on Bliss Warrior who’ve never been with girls. Lots of women know they want a sexual experience with a woman, but just haven’t had the chance.”
“Really? I’m not the only one?” Bianca smiles in delight, and confesses, “I’ve never even kissed a girl, not really. But I am curious - really, really curious. So curious that I know I must be bi, but I’m just not sure how I know that. I mean, I have no idea how I’d meet a girl or how anything with a girl would ever happen. I have no clue. But in my fantasies, I know what I want.”
Marina is a stunning pouty-lipped Asian girl with a wry, sensual smile. Born and raised in Miami, she has the vibe of an experienced bi-girl, but she reveals she is not much more experienced than Bianca. “I’ve never gone all the way with a girl,” she says and Bianca relaxes. “I’ve kissed girls and stuff, you know, fooled around at clubs, but not much else.”
“But you know you are bi,” Bianca asks.
“Sure,” she shrugs.
“I did have one experience,” Bianca says. The second round of mimosas and bloody marys go down easy and conversation is flowing. “When I was in high school, I had a best friend and she was just beautiful. A gorgeous girl, really. The school threw a ski trip and you could decide to share a cabin with six people or you could pay more to get your own. So my friend and I decided to pay more so we could have our own cabin. We were so excited, you know, and packed some of our prettiest nightgowns because we planned on - you know - inviting boys over.”
Bianca giggles and the women ask her to continue her story.
“Well, both of us ended up liking the same guy. One night the three of us are hanging out in the cabin and he starts kissing my friend. I saw that as a clear sign that he was into her and not me, so I was going to go, when all of the sudden, my friend plants a kiss on my lips. I didn’t know what to do. I freaked and ran out of the cabin.”
“Oh, sweet girl, you must have been shocked,” I say.
“I was! Because she was so pretty and it just scared me!” Bianca takes another sip of her mimosa. “Later on that night, he was gone and we were getting ready for bed. She was wearing this black satin nightgown with tiny spaghetti straps and the funny thing was, my nightgown was also black with the same little straps.”
“You were twins,” says Nikki, my gorgeous African-American co-host, as charmed by Bianca’s stories as I am.
“We were. That night was really strange. There we are out camping, and we’re from Queens, you know, we are city girls, and suddenly we start hearing all these scary noises. We don’t know if there are animals out there or what, but we are both completely terrified. So my friend says to me, ‘Will you sleep with me in my bed?’ I’m so scared of whatever’s outside that I climb into bed with her. She has me spoon around her and I hold her in my arms and her nightgown feels so nice against mine.” Bianca pauses.
“Did you get any sleep at all that night,” Nikki asks and the table laughs.
“No,” Bianca says with dramatic flair. “Oh my God, I was so turned on I couldn’t sleep a wink. And the funny thing is, after the trip, we never talked about any of it. Not the kiss, not sleeping in the same bed. It was like nothing had ever happened, except I couldn’t stop thinking about it.”
“Darling,” I say to her, “you haven’t been with a girl yet, but you are definitely bi.”
The table laughs, more drinks are served, and more stories are shared.
XOXOXOXOXOXXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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By shananigans
on Jan 22, 2008 | Reply
Hearing this story takes me back to a time where I was questioning my sexuality all the time. Up until the age of 18, I had no real experiences with girls and at that point….
I remember the angst I felt thought. I would have these vivid dreams all the time of a girl who fit me perfect in ever way. Being able to satisfy her and spoil her body with attention. At the age of 14 and 15 having these dreams, it was overwhelming , scary, and almost drug- induced all at once. I have said before that it is only in the recent months that I have referring to myself as bi. The way I was at that age makes me miss being inexperienced in a way. I held girls and sex with girls in such high regard…..
Since my first experience wasn’t great..it makes me want to go back to the mere fantasizing, because when I wake from my erotic dream all wet…it feels almost better than sex and me wanting a cigarette.
…..and I’m not even a smoker
By adriana
on Jan 22, 2008 | Reply
this is so sweet….
i had a crush on a girl like that from school. we used to have a high school “horticulture” class together for first period, and she would pick me up at my house in the morning, walk me home, ask me to come over to her house, i would wait in her room while she showered just to see her come back into her messy room, as clean as a springtime flower, smelling like such as well, and it was an infatuation that i will never forget. i regret not taking advantage of all those times we spent together, and we never did anything.. at all, except for “shotgun” hits, if u know what i mean, afterwards, she had a baby, moved in with her boyfriend, and then had another baby and it was all over, i never heard from her again. i terribly miss her, but sometimes i feel that it was better that the friendship stayed that way, that way i still have that ” waiting..” feeling, that someday i will see her again.
(i know im a helpless romantic… )
By adriana
on Jan 22, 2008 | Reply
sometimes the fantasy ( thought process..) can be more enticing than the actual experience itself, can it not?
(im personally still waiting for my first girl experience. ) not so anxiously, but yea