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give it back to her, I understood what she had meant. It was a lot more fun taking photos of someone who ignored the camera. Sure, they weren't going to go into a fashion magazine, but they were going to be far more interesting.
I relinquished the camera to her. It was hard, but whenever she pointed it at me after that, I ignored it and continued to do whatever it was I had been doing. I found some wild flowers. Jessica said they were lady slippers, our state flower. The flowers were white and looked like little slippers, just an inch or so long. She took photos of me looking at the flowers and the flowers themselves. She seemed pleased by the results. The trail went around a pond with ducks swimming around. We stopped and watched them for a while.
"Did I cramp your style with the guys before?" Jessica asked me. "If I'd been straight, would you have wanted to encourage them?"
"No," I told her. "I was feeling vulnerable about it, and I don't like pushy guys."
"What about pushy women?"
"You're not pushy," I told her.
She grinned at me. "I am dominant."
"I don't even know what that means."
"Have you ever asked a guy out?"
"Sure," I told her. "A few times."
"W ere they guys you were already dating?" I nodded. "So you've never taken the lead in the relationship?"
"I don't know what you mean."
She paused, turning to look at me. "Have you ever asked a guy out for a first date?"
"No. That's just weird."
She smiled. "If you were gay, and you liked another woman, would you ask her out?"
I thought about it. "I don't know." I paused. "I instigate things with my friends."
"With your boyfriends, how often do you instigate sex?"
"Never."
"Why not?"
I didn't have an answer for her.
"You don't like sex?" she asked.
"That depends upon my partner," I told her. "Sex with some guys is all right. With others it's dull."
"Just all right? Take it or leave it?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Then you're doing it wrong." She took a breath. "When I say I'm dominant, I'm kind of like the guys in your relationships. I tend to do the asking. I tend to do the instigating. I tend to be the one making sure that things are happening. I tend to take the lead. That's not an absolute. I also like to be asked and pursued"
"And you hold car doors."
"Yes," she said, smiling. "And I hold car doors."
"But none of that makes you pushy," I pointed out.
"No, I wouldn't push someone into a relationship if she was letting me know she wasn't interested. Why would I do that? But in a relationship, I'm kind of pushy."
"Pushing her to do things she doesn't want?"
"No. That's not fun." She paused. " You got a taste last night of what else 'dominant' implies."
"The silk?" I asked. Jessica nodded. "That was exciting. And intimidating."
"You looked hot," she said with a grin.
"In my granny jammies?"
"Even in granny jammies you looked hot."
I laughed. "No one looks hot in granny jammies."
"Granny jammies made you look all sweet and innocent. Adding my silk made you look vulnerable and trusting." She sighed dreamily.
"Seriously?"
"Now you know my deep secrets," she said with a smile. "I like sweet, innocent and vulnerable."
* * *
We finished our walk, teasing each other and taking more photos. "What would you like to do?" she asked.
"Seriously?" I asked. She nodded. "Go talk to a realtor and see if we could look at that cabin you like."
"Really? It will certainly sell before I can afford it."
"I think it would be fun, but if window shopping would leave you frustrated, we could just go swimming again instead. I'm sure looking at me doesn't frustrate you at all."
She laughed. "Jade, I'd love to go see it. I wonder if we can get in."
We each cleaned up from our hike in the woods before driving into town. There were two realtors in town. "Karen Carlson Realty sounds good," Jessica said. We parked in front of her storefront and stepped into the office.
"Be right with you!" a woman's voice came from the back of the office.
We looked around briefly. It was
I relinquished the camera to her. It was hard, but whenever she pointed it at me after that, I ignored it and continued to do whatever it was I had been doing. I found some wild flowers. Jessica said they were lady slippers, our state flower. The flowers were white and looked like little slippers, just an inch or so long. She took photos of me looking at the flowers and the flowers themselves. She seemed pleased by the results. The trail went around a pond with ducks swimming around. We stopped and watched them for a while.
"Did I cramp your style with the guys before?" Jessica asked me. "If I'd been straight, would you have wanted to encourage them?"
"No," I told her. "I was feeling vulnerable about it, and I don't like pushy guys."
"What about pushy women?"
"You're not pushy," I told her.
She grinned at me. "I am dominant."
"I don't even know what that means."
"Have you ever asked a guy out?"
"Sure," I told her. "A few times."
"W ere they guys you were already dating?" I nodded. "So you've never taken the lead in the relationship?"
"I don't know what you mean."
She paused, turning to look at me. "Have you ever asked a guy out for a first date?"
"No. That's just weird."
She smiled. "If you were gay, and you liked another woman, would you ask her out?"
I thought about it. "I don't know." I paused. "I instigate things with my friends."
"With your boyfriends, how often do you instigate sex?"
"Never."
"Why not?"
I didn't have an answer for her.
"You don't like sex?" she asked.
"That depends upon my partner," I told her. "Sex with some guys is all right. With others it's dull."
"Just all right? Take it or leave it?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Then you're doing it wrong." She took a breath. "When I say I'm dominant, I'm kind of like the guys in your relationships. I tend to do the asking. I tend to do the instigating. I tend to be the one making sure that things are happening. I tend to take the lead. That's not an absolute. I also like to be asked and pursued"
"And you hold car doors."
"Yes," she said, smiling. "And I hold car doors."
"But none of that makes you pushy," I pointed out.
"No, I wouldn't push someone into a relationship if she was letting me know she wasn't interested. Why would I do that? But in a relationship, I'm kind of pushy."
"Pushing her to do things she doesn't want?"
"No. That's not fun." She paused. " You got a taste last night of what else 'dominant' implies."
"The silk?" I asked. Jessica nodded. "That was exciting. And intimidating."
"You looked hot," she said with a grin.
"In my granny jammies?"
"Even in granny jammies you looked hot."
I laughed. "No one looks hot in granny jammies."
"Granny jammies made you look all sweet and innocent. Adding my silk made you look vulnerable and trusting." She sighed dreamily.
"Seriously?"
"Now you know my deep secrets," she said with a smile. "I like sweet, innocent and vulnerable."
* * *
We finished our walk, teasing each other and taking more photos. "What would you like to do?" she asked.
"Seriously?" I asked. She nodded. "Go talk to a realtor and see if we could look at that cabin you like."
"Really? It will certainly sell before I can afford it."
"I think it would be fun, but if window shopping would leave you frustrated, we could just go swimming again instead. I'm sure looking at me doesn't frustrate you at all."
She laughed. "Jade, I'd love to go see it. I wonder if we can get in."
We each cleaned up from our hike in the woods before driving into town. There were two realtors in town. "Karen Carlson Realty sounds good," Jessica said. We parked in front of her storefront and stepped into the office.
"Be right with you!" a woman's voice came from the back of the office.
We looked around briefly. It was
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