There were only two things I had to look forward to: finally moving into my own place without an awful roommate, and my Saturday nights at the only lesbian bar in the state of Maine--Sapph. I make it a rule to never kiss the same person twice, but one night I lock lips (and do a little more) with a platinum-blonde, tattooed stunner and I can't resist having a second taste. After that, I've sworn to let her go and hook up with someone new.
That...