Aggressive Lesbian

I must be giving out the lesbian vibe lately or something. I've been getting hit on a lot by the ladies. This is the most aggressively in a while!

A lady named Vivian* was hanging out with the birthday girl so we were hanging out in the same circle. The moment I walked in she pointed at me and said, "This girl is my definition of smokin hot." That was obviously a way to flatter me and let me know she was interested. That's cool. I made a mental note to size her up subtly over the next few hours when she's not looking. There was no hurry. We'd be there all night right? At this point my interest was piqued. She was decently attractive. She was one of those where her personality would add a few points.

BAM! She came on so aggressively and so fast it was the biggest turn off ever. She stared at me a lot. (Which is ok. I'm used to people studying my face to figure out my nationalities). She gave me her number, then came the annoying part where she agreed with everything I said. She then tried to probe about my sex life. Even if I had a sex life I don't talk about it. Let alone with a stranger at a bar. I'm not into sleeping with someone I just met at a bar that night. I'm not going to lie. Sex with a stranger is definatly in my top 3 fantasies of all time but in real life it's not very safe and the consequences of that worry me.

A few guys came up to me, chatted with me for a bit and gave me their numbers. Each time a guy came up to me she stared at him with searing rays of hate shooting out of her eyes at him. I'm talking daggers. Regardless of if I'm interested or not I have the right to respond to someone who starts a conversation with me. After the 2nd guy gave me his number he shook her hand to say bye assuming she was just a friend I was hanging out with at the bar but she took the oppurtunity to pull a "girl" trick. She screamed in pain and said, "you need to stop grabbing me. My boyfriend will be here soon." He tried to apologize at the misunderstanding (very polite guy) but she wouldn't give him the time of day and she ran and stood behind me as if I was going to protect her.

She asked for my number after that and I told her, "I have your number already, don't worry." I had to leave the bar after that. It was too much. As I threw out the numbers I got that night I noticed on her card she gave me every possible way to contact her. Cell #, work #, email and myspace.