Robin looked down, disappointed about being emptied just as she was starting to be filled. Then she looked up at Jim and gasped. "Jim!" She said. "You're gorgeous!"
"Yeah," he said morosely. Then he looked down as well. "Sorry about that," he said.
"No, I mean it! I never realized I'd look that good with black hair!"
"So you look good," he snarled. "We knew that! What I didn't know was that you were a lesbian!"
Her hand flew to her mouth. He knows! she thought. "Who told you that?" she demanded.
"No one had to tell me that. I just wished I was as attractive to you as you were to me -- and look!"
Robin thought quickly, and laughed. "Oh! You poor boy, you couldn't no. I'm not into girls, I'm into myself! Didn't you realize I was a first-class narcisist?" Which is true, as far as it goes -- no need for him to know my secret -- good thing I'm bi or it would really be hard to conceal... "Uh, it's just that I never liked my hair," she continued. "Your hair, at least now -- now that, I like!"
"Wonderful," Jim grumped. "Hand me another pill, will you?"
"Wait!" Robin hesitated, then decided this was too good an opportunity to pass up. She leaned over Jim and looked earnestly into his eyes. "Jim," she said. "I wasn't kidding when I said I'm into myself. I -- I'm really not into girls, but I've got to confess, this is the biggest turn-on! Would you mind if I finished thanking you first? Please?" And when Jim looked uncertain, added "We can do it again after, I promise."
"Uh, okay," Jim said, reluctance in his voice. "I've got to confess, I've always wondered how it felt as a girl."
Robin flashed him a radiant smile. "Hang on, then," she said. "You're about to find out how the other half lives!"
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