Days after first stepping on the brothel, I met Thomas, a friend who was, formerly, to Elantra. He sat on the sidewalk drinking beer, I brought the bottle and sat down beside me for a while. As we talked and drank beer, looked the typical question among friends who are not too long ago.
- Are you going somewhere?
- Mmmm not much, on Saturday met the brothel.
- Ahhh how about you?
- is good, there is everything, you know?
- course ... did not know you were a lesbian.
- Huh?
- And ... if you go there ... it's because you like girls, right?
- Jajaja need not be.
- Boeeeno, I thought you were bi, because elantra and were with girls, but I do not know, for there was stage no more.
- Ja, I think not.
- You mean you're gay?
- I do not know.
- Ah then you're bi.
- I do not know.
- Well, at least being bi at some point you ... is ... you can salvage recoverable.
- Chau, Tom, we see ourselves.
- ... ok ... chau.
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