Chapter Six
“Were you, before?”
“One night with Nina didn’t make me gay,” she undid the last button, “but it did make me question my s****l orientation. Nina was the first person I went all the way with, which should have told me something,” she pulled the blouse down her back.
“I was a lesbian’s wet dream,” she tossed the blouse onto the bed and picked up the red one, “she was a few years older than me and we could have gone further but she went back to Sweden and I just couldn’t take the plunge.”
“What if you had?” Julie asked her.
“Now that’s the million dollar question,” she slipped her arms into the sleeves, “it had nothing to do with the language barrier, hell, they can speak better English than us,” she started buttoning the blouse, “it was the fact I’d be so far from my family
