Who needs the L word.....

.......when you have real life!! You may need a pencil and a bit of paper to keep track of this post, if I get time I will put up a flowchart.

Lets head back in time to mid November. We went to a wee dinner at a friends house before heading out to hit the dance floor. One of the other guests at table this evening was Ms C. During the evening Ms C was receiving a lot a texts that made her frown and she left early. I was then informed that Ms C had been involved with Ms D for some time, but had just ended the relationship as it "wasn't working for her", but Ms D wasn't happy hence the heavy texting.

Fast forward 2 weeks to another dinner party at the same house. Again Ms C was in attendance but this time she had the company of Ms S, and they looked so sweet in that fresh new phase of checking on each other, making sure they had drinks etc. It is also interesting to note that they were a femme/femme couple, which is quite a rare occurrence.

When I spoke with my hostess at a later date asking after Ms C and Ms S I was told that they had actually met sometime earlier in the year when they were both involved with others, and could feel that they wanted to get hot and heavy together. Now being upstanding legalette types they felt that they had to be single to explore this attraction further so they both ended their current relationships, hence texts in para 2 above. At that point Ms S was involved with Ms R, and I am told that this relationship came about because when Ms S 'came out' Ms R was the only lesbian she knew so they ended up together. That breakup was said to be very VERY nasty and fraught.

So now we have Ms C and Ms S exploring their attraction and Ms D and Ms R out in the cold. Lets fast forward again through Xmas and January and come to the first lesbian dance event of the year on the 7's weekend.

A small digression here to address the question "How do you know if you are HOT?". The answer of course is; when you leave a dance club at 2am and pass the junior league in the street who then proceeds to prostrate herself on the pavement and beg, nay implore in a very eloquent and impassioned speech for you to return to the club with her, even though you have reminded her that you are older than her Mother. Suffice to say it was a 4am finish which may account for me missing the next vital part of the original story.

So on Sunday afternoon when doing the dissection of the night before with my girlfriend, she asked if I had seen a woman, whom she thought was Ms S, draping herself all over Ms P (yes I know another new character, use the pencil, and be glad I haven't touched on Ms S.2.2 and the flatmate and her lookalike!). I hadn't, but that was probably due to the fact that my brain cells were a bit rearranged and my body would have been on auto pilot, meaning it would have propelled me at all times away from Ms P in light of her profession.

Fast forward, for the last time, to dinner last weekend chez moi with the hostessi from para's 2 and 3, and the topic of Ms C and Ms S came up. It turns out is WAS Ms S draped all over Ms P, with the implication that they had met at the para 3 dinner, and they are now an item with an odd little synthesis going on with their professions as well. Ms C is back with Ms D, so it's only Ms R thats left out in the cold, though no one seems too perturbed by that.

Incestuous lesbian community, Never! This weekend is a house warming party at the home of Ms S.2.2 and her flatmate, finally a chance to figure out who is the flatmate and who is the imposter, which many of these women will be attending. Now that they have finally settled into their twosomes one hopes no reshuffling occurs before Saturday, because it really is quite tedious trying to keep up. I'm sure though that after this post has been read I will be ostracised and have to spend all night in the corner talking with the gay boys.

To be continued..........