She's Engaged...to a Dude (The SFG Story, Part 1)

But she wasn't when I met her.

Super Fahn (Fine) G. was single, technically. Had just given her on-again-off-again serious boyfriend his walking papers again. She was probably looking to rebound, which was all good with me because I had just broken up with CoCo and was looking to fuck her out of my system. That wasn't the healthiest coping technique, I know, but it was what it was.

We were at a merchandise party that Apples was hosting. I was expecting a lot of prissy straight women, fingerfood, and boredom, but I was willing to suck it up to support my homegirl and order a little something I had spied in the catalogue. I ended up being pleasantly surprised, though. I was the only lesbian, yes, but, luckily, the prissy bitches from work didn't show up, so it was just me, Apples, Mama Apples, Cousin Apples, Mama G., Super Fahn G., the saleswoman, and Second Cousin Apples - a pretty cool group. Everybody was vibing nice and checking out the merch, the food was good and substantial, I'm sitting in the middle of the room next to Mama G, and about halfway through the presentation, I began to feel the distinct weight of a pair eyes on me.

I looked over in the direction of the feeling to find SFG staring right at me from her spot in the recliner on the right corner of the room. Girl's got the palest, iciest eyes I've seen on a black woman since Michael Michelle and one of the most gorgeous faces I've seen on a human being, period. Even though it was only a slight blush, she's light enough that I could clearly see her reaction to being caught. I gave her my shy smile in return to let her know I didn't mind her peeping me, and she gives me a shy smile right back. I smirked a little, seeing where this was going, and turn my attention back to the presentation.

Pretty soon came the point in the presentation when the guest (have) to model the merchandise. When my turn came, you know I had to put a little swagger in it. I caught SFG's eye on my way to the center of the room, she smiled at me again, and, of course, I smiled back. I did my little modeling thing, hamming it up a bit to entertain the ladies and keep SFG's attention. I hit my little turn on the catwalk, winking at her in the process - not my normal steeze, but like I said, I was feeling bold and ready to rebound - and the smile on her face turned shy and she blushed again. The game was definitely on.

Everybody placed their orders and began to leave a little while after that. I didn't press her. I keep it at a simple 'goodnight' and kept it moving, figuring I could pump Apples for some information before I decided how to react to SFG's interest.
 
Apples showed me around the house, and we went into her bedroom, sitting on her bed and talking. I asked her "What's up witcha girl?"
 
"What do you mean?"
 
"SF. She gay? She was eyein' me all night."
 
Apples is silent for while. "Mannnn, I'on't know. I mean, she's not gay; she just broke up with her boyfriend, but...We (meaning their group of grade-school friends) been wondering that for a long time. I don't think she's ever done anything with another girl, though." I got the implication - she would've told Apples if she had.
 
Mmkay. So I put her down under the curious label. I could work with questionable. The problem was that I didn't know when I'd see her again, so I started encouraging Apples to hang out with SFG after work when I'd have an excuse to be around. I started flirting with her over the phone when she'd call Apples and Apples would put her on speakerphone or I would answer because she was out of the room. I started giving her "resistance tests," as I called them when I was putting Dubs up on game. These tests weren't about sealing the deal, so to speak. They were used more as a gauge - seeing what you can get a girl to say yes to, seeing if she responds as a potential friend or a potential hook-up, seeing if she's really feeling you or if it was a fluke. Basically seeing how flirty/inappropriate/silly you can be before she puts the pause on you.
 
This went on for about a month and a half, and SFG had yet to pause me, so Apples and I arranged for her to meet us after work for dinner one Friday. Slow, but smooth, right? Yeah, I thought so, too. Until we walked into the restaurant and there, sitting beside her at the table, was her boyfriend. Let's call him Leandro. Apparently, she and Leandro had just gotten back together that Thursday, not that it stopped SFG from flirting with me...