Bette invited Shane, Alice, and Dana over and it became a big group gathering in Bette’s bedroom.  Bette sat at the head of her bed, like she ruled over the whole thing.

And there I was, under her arm, like the queen she made me feel like.

Madison fit right in with the rest of the girls.  I wasn’t surprised, really.  Madison got along with most people.  It was hard not to like her.

“So, am I like the only straight person here?” Madison asked with a smile as she began flipping through a Curve magazine.

“Well, I’d say there’s at least two straight people.” Shane said with a grin, “You’re one and Tina and Alice makes up one whole straight person since they’re bi.”

“Fuck you!” Alice tossed a pillow at Shane.

“And anyway, who said I was bisexual?” I stated, “I think I might just be a lesbian.”

There were hoots and hollers throughout the room.  I rolled my eyes.  It was true, I was almost certain that I wasn’t into guys anymore, but I wasn’t sure I was really into girls either.  I was just that into Bette.  So much so, that thoughts of her completely blinded me from being able to see anybody else as attractive.

I was “Bette-sexual.”  Through and through.

“What is that you do to these girls, Bette?” Alice quipped, rolling her eyes twice.

“Same thing I did to you, Alice.”

More hooting and hollering followed.

“Wait, I didn’t know you guys had been together.” Madison looked between Bette, me, and Alice.

“Yeah, that was like a while ago.  Ancient history.” Alice answered.

“Yeah, prehistoric.” Bette smiled.

“Wow.  So is this basically like a gigantic lesbian clusterfuck?” There was Madison’s lack of shame again.

“Well,” Shane, who had been pretty quietly watching Madison, “that’s what happens sometimes.  We sleep together and then we’re best friends once we’ve broken up.  It just kind of is what it is.”

“Sounds like a train wreck.” Madison smiled.

“Or a party.  It depends on who you ask.” Alice gave Madison a high five.

After a couple of hours, Bette and I were alone again.  Laying on her bed was probably my favorite place to be.  The sheets smelled like her and, to me, her scent was the most soothing, sensual, beautiful smells in the world.  Bette lit some candles and laid down beside me.