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perspective: would women find this attractive? Would it make a woman want to… do things? She was beginning to see herself the way Lydia had seen her, and her self-esteem soared. The negative aspects of that night faded in favor of the memories she kept replaying, kept masturbating to…
    By the time the next weekend rolled around, she had the perfect outfit picked out, and the courage to pursue her desire.
    Adjusting her cleavage in her knee-length deep plum dress, she looked herself in the mirror and gulped. "Well Gwen, you're finally gonna do it. You're going to pick up a woman tonight."
    Her gorgeous reflection smiled back at her. She couldn't help but squirm a little at the thought of getting lucky… not with some random guy like in the past, but with some beautiful woman . The concept threatened to blow her mind. Everything had shifted all around. She could hit on a woman… and take her home… and lick her pussy.
    And maybe, if the chemistry was right, she would get to sixty-nine…
    Every time she thought about it, her skin tingled with heat, her face blushing with nervousness and shock. Taboo kinkiness in a changing room or a shower or a sex dungeon was one thing, but hitting on a woman in public was something else entirely.
    She slid the locket in her purse.
    Just in case, she told herself. It would help avoid embarrassment, just in case.
     
    Her friend arrived in a typically sour mood.
    Mona pulled up in her car, her eternally sarcastic expression already primed and practiced, framed by her pixie cut black hair and hidden behind large sunglasses.
    Gwen climbed in, noticing her friend's dark dress. "You can't wear black to a daytime winter wedding!"
    "Watch me," Mona shot back. "It matches my hair. Besides, the bride only invited me because we were college roommates. If you didn't come, I doubt I'd have anyone to talk to."
    Gwen touched up her hair gently in the visor mirror, laughing. "You're welcome."
    Mona just grumbled.
    They spent the car ride listening to music and chattering. Despite her strange week, Gwen found herself every bit as positive as usual, if not more so. Her infectious mood seemed to lift even Mona's deadpan spirits, and they arrived at the wedding still laughing from jokes muttered on the way in.
    The church was huge, and the ceremony was beautiful, but most of it passed in a blur of whispered comments exchanged with Mona as they sat in the back pews.
    Another flurry of activity brought them to the reception, held in an expansive area of the nearby hotel. As Mona had predicted, nobody really gave the two of them any heed, and it was clear they would spend most of their time sitting at a table drinking.
    Except, as it happened, for the meet and greet.
    Gwen awkwardly followed Mona in line, shaking hands with the bridal party one by one. She could tell some of the groomsmen were attracted to her, but they all seemed uninteresting. Her urges were elsewhere… and when she reached the end of the line and saw the bride close up for the first time, she couldn't help but blush.
    The woman was stunning.
    It wasn't just the wedding makeup, either - she had classic cheeks, round dark green eyes against light brown hair, and a genuinely positive spirit beaming from a perfect white smile.
    Gwen shook her hand and mumbled in a daze.
    They returned to the table immediately after, wine glasses in hand.
    "What was that? " Mona asked, taking a gulp of her dark red.
    "What was what?" Gwen sipped her white.
    Her friend smirked. "You seemed like a quivering little schoolgirl."
    "You noticed?"
    "I felt the same way. He's a hunk. Lucky woman."
    Gwen laughed, realizing Mona thought she'd gotten all heated because of the groom. "Right. Yeah." She shook her head, wondering at herself. Even just a week ago, she never thought she'd be at some wedding lusting after the bride …
    "Hey there ," someone said, sitting down next to her.
    She froze.
    "Hey, Grace," Mona replied. "Congratulations again."
    "Thanks," the bride