Lisa laughed nervously as she held the dress in front of her. “Hey Ella, what about this one?” Ella shot her a look of death over her shoulder when she caught site of the hideous garment. “Do I look like a slut to you?”
“Well… If the dress fits.” She trailed off as Ella made a fake attempt to swat her.
Tomorrow was the reunion and neither of the girls had anything to wear yet. Shopping for days they were having no luck. Things were beginning to look desperate for both of them.
Forge High’s class of 92′ was celebrating its ten year reunion. Lisa and Ella were best friends and remained still to this day. So naturally when the invitations got mailed out they decided to go together. Neither woman had found that “special” someone.
“Ohh..oh.. I found it. Look at this one!” Ella whipped around holding in front of her what appeared to be road kill made into fabric. “You have got to be kidding, no way!” Lisa screeched as she started after Ella. Chasing each other through the department store, they stumbled into a clearance rack off to the side. “I am going to…” Lisa started but paused as she noticed the rack full of clothes. Ella glanced over shoulder.
“Wow, look at these Lisa they are perfect!” Ella picks out two, floor length gowns both similar in design but one was her favorite color, black, and the other was Lisa favorite color red. She gushed in excitement and clutched the dresses to her. “Here hold yours up to you. I think it is the right size.” Lisa examined the tag, size 6, should be perfect.
“What about yours is it the same size? Might need more room up top for that chest of yours.” Lisa laughed out loud. Ella swatted her, “Jealous?”
They were perfect for the event, Lisa mused. The design was a silky shoulder less halter top, with the front plunging low, and the back was completely exposed. The dresses were very sexy, yet formal enough for the occasion. They would defiantly turn heads tomorrow night.
Being friends for over ten years the girls were very comfortable with each other. However lately Lisa was beginning to wonder about Ella. She knew that Lisa was bisexual, and even preferred women to men, when Lisa decided to confide in her a month ago. The girls had always changed in front of each other, they even skinny dipped together on many occasions. But Lisa would never put their friendship in jeopardy. Telling her best friend was the most difficult yet fulfilling thing she had done. However, Ella’s modesty was growing by the day much to Lisa’s confusion. She had already decided that she was going to talk with Ella about this today. She didn’t want anything to ruin her friendship with her. Taking a gulp she looked at Ella. “Hey, is everything okay with you?”
Ella flashes her the winning smile and innocently asks, “Why do you ask Lis, of course I am okay.” Just then a sales associate breaks into thier conversation.
“Would you ladies like to try those on?” Ella turns immediately dodging the conversation. “Of course, thanks.”
The two girls follow the lady to the dressing room where she places them in neighboring rooms. The top is open to allow for conversation between the rooms. Lisa starts again, “Ella if there is something bothering you would you tell me?” There is quiet from the other room. The rustling of the dress stops and Lisa hears Ella clear her throat. “Well… I do have something that is on my mind.” Relief washes over Lisa as she excitedly asks, “What? You know you can tell me anything!!”
Lisa was nervous, but wanted to get this in the open. Ella began “Well… I don’t know how to say this Lis.”
“Say what?” a knot forming in her throat. Her only fear was losing Ella as a friend. Looking at herself in the mirror, the dress looked stunning. She slipped out into the hall and tapped on Ella’s door. “Do you have yours on?” Trying to lighten the mood.
“Yeah, it looks…amazing. Here come in.” Lisa hears the lock slide open. She pushes the door open and slides into the dressing room. The two girls stand side-by-side admiring each other in the mirror. Ella had two inches on her at 5’7 and her breasts were slightly fuller in a C cup than Lisa’s. But over all the girls maintained the same shape, each were about 110, but curvy. The only difference was the striking color of their hair. Ella sported a striking mane of golden blonde, surfers would be envious, while Lisa’s hair was a tawny auburn, in the light you could see ribbons of red running through her hair.
Each dress hugged its owner’s body perfectly. Glancing down at her feet to check the hemline Lisa catches a look in Ella’s eye. “So, what’s going on?” Lisa looks straight into the mirror catching Ella’s eye.
“Well” Ella begins, “I have been doing some thinking about what we talked about.”
Lisa interrupts, “Ella, you are being very vague with me, what’s bothering you!” Lisa turns to face her friend in the room, “Is this about me and being bi?”
Ella stammers slightly, ” NO, it is about me and my curiosity.” She drops her head in slight embarrassment. Lisa’s confusion is apparent on her face and Ella decides to continue. “I have always wondered what it would be like to be with a woman. The gentle softness of the body, slow caresses, sensual kissing… and when you confessed you had already experienced this, and I think I got a little jealous.” Ella’s description of lovemaking was turning Lisa on so she stepped back in the room, placing her back against the closed door.
“Oh Lis, don’t be mad at me, please. I didn’t mean to be jealous of you.”
“I’m not mad at you Ella. Thank you for telling me what’s wrong. I am going to go get changed, okay?” Lisa starts to turn to open the door and Ella reaches out to stop her. “You are mad.”
“No, just want to go” Ella is confused. “Have I upset you Lis?”