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Sometimes I write a story for me.

This is a fictional story based on real, true experiences with the exception of the major surprise that you will know when you know. No spoilers or hints, just a fictionalized gathering of actual experiences and situations put together into one story. Some of the events really happened, same with situations and conversations, but the surprise, the shock, that's just me writing what I write best, emotion, romance and chaos. Let me know what you think, this is unlike anything else I have ever written and I hope you like it.

Character names have been changed or created to both protect those involved or mentioned and to fit the character. No offense to anyone is intended and this will make sense to you as you read, and the parts unfold. I value all life, people, thoughts, lifestyles and choices.

Any people, places, names, products or events mentioned are done so without permission or endorsement, this is a work of fiction.

My name is John, I am 24 years old, stand 5' 11" with short black hair, hazel eyes, a fit, athletic frame, and I work as an events coordinator slash public relations agent for a major company in Northern Virginia. I have been in my job for three years as I finished college. I started as an intern, became part time in ‘events' then was offered the combination ‘PR' and ‘EC' position last year. As such I have long days, travel sometimes, and don't have much of a personal life. The pay is GREAT, the benefits amazing, and I work with great people. My family is wealthy, and that's not a plot point. The truth is even without my good job and great pay, I have had a good life.

I have been single for almost a year. Occasionally a couple girls... women... from the office have spent the night, not at the same time, but it's casual and sporadic. In reality, besides my workload and crazy hours, the reason I'm single is my best friend and roommate Tammy. 1000 words and 30 pictures couldn't do Tammy justice. A cheerleader from the age of 8 through high school and college, even now she cheers for a certain football team nearby in BALTIMORE during football season and for a basketball team in DC the rest of the time. You know, the RAVENS and the WIZARDS? In her spare time between the two sports, she does personal training for rich and wealthy clients. Tammy is 25, 5' 10", has long, dark hair, light blue eyes, an absolutely fit, toned, tan body, and is maybe the hottest and most beautiful woman I have ever met or known. We met in college and while I wouldn't call us best friends, we have a closeness that few will ever achieve. But we've never been together and probably never will be.

The reason is simple. Tammy is gay, lesbian, whatever.

Not over the top and not secretive. Honestly if you didn't ask her or know her, you might never guess. Tammy just prefers women and I should know. I've tried everything I can think of to sleep with her. We've been roommates for almost 3 years, and while she doesn't seem to have or want a steady girlfriend, she also doesn't want a boyfriend. We can talk about anything, she gives great advice, and she's my yin to her yang, my tic to her tac. Sorry, it seemed clever in my head. At first, Tammy had an ironclad, don't touch rule that was simple. Hugs were okay, brushing by each other was fine, but nothing sexual or romantic. I have never pushed, never pressed, but as she let her guard down and trusted me, opened up, I knew she didn't want a man because they were men. By nature men lie, cheat, break promises, have wandering eyes, and take women for granted.

She's not lying or wrong.

Over time, a touch happened, mutual staring, flirting, a kiss here and there, we've even cuddled on the couch watching a movie, but anytime I would ask Tammy to sleep with me she would shake her head and say "No. Sorry." Being a guy, an avid consumer of porn, and having read a fair amount of romantic and erotic stories, I think I know when a woman is interested. Hints, clues and signs pointed to Tammy thawing the ice and maybe allowing something to happen. My guess is if she did, it would have to be sex, just sex, no romance, feelings or commitment. I asked her one night a few weeks ago when we were having dinner alone. No girlfriend, date or friend from work for me, and Tammy was alone as well. I asked "Hypothetically, if something were to happen, and I would

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