Diet Coke & Lesbians

So, I'm in this music class (that I've mentioned in previous blogs) and I have to attend 5 concerts within the semester so Marissa found out about this small one going on at the State Room off State Street. She had heard the girl before and liked her music. The artist was Sarah Bettens and among having a nice sound she also is known for her difference of sexual preference but Marissa and I don't care about that. Marissa's sister-in-law’s sister is a lesbian and one of my all time favorite co-workers was one as well so, we didn't care about the fact that there would be a crowd of lesbians there, but, what we didn't know is that it would be ONLY lesbians there. I should note that, Marissa and I would have been the hottest lesbian couple there if we were in fact…lesbians. Anyway, we settle in and laugh at our situation and the fact that we now feel more cultured than ever before in our lives and Marissa went out and got us some diet cokes so that we weren't the only ones not drinking.
Now the state room had some chairs in front of a small stage and then some pews behind them so we sat about three pews back and scooted to the far left. When the concert was about to start two wonderfully loud and already drunk women asked to sit next to us so we of course complied (even though there were literally dozens of empty pews left). Things were going fine until all the sudden the women next to Marissa started to get a little too friendly. We noticed that she was slowly (and trying to be discrete) inching toward Marissa. We both looked at each other and laughed it off and then the opening act finished and Sarah was about to come out when all of the sudden a familiar move came into play. You all know what I'm talking about - the fake yawn and stretch....This woman, now practically on Marissa's lap, stretched her arms back and put one around Marissa. She looked over at me and mouthed "if you leave me, I'll kill you". Coincidentally I DID have to go to the bathroom but I felt a little bit sorry for Marissa so I stayed and tried to think of something to do. I'm not sure how we finally got the women to scoot back over and stop touching Marissa but it did happen and luckily we survived without any more awkward situations.
It was a night I'll always remember. And I'll never forget that apparently... lesbians do not find me attractive :( j/k