Gay woman Stories

I walked into the Mars Bar just after midnight. It was a Friday night. It had been a hard week on the road, dealing with traffic that wasn't getting any lighter despite what the statistics told me. The place was crowded, as you'd expect the only lesbian bar to be in a small city like Adelaide, in South Australia. Dressed as I was, there was no mistaking me for some bi-chic out to sneak a kiss from a woman, just to tell he...