<div class="floatleft">(http://ferbena.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/104-500x800.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Clover<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Private quite at night.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Maya<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black dress, no shoes<br/><br/>"Actually the coming out was easy. Especially as I have that I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude. To the world at least."<br/><br/>She knew she had already shown to these women that that attitude was a mask. Something to keep the big bad world out and the paparazzi away from who she really was.<br/><br/>"You know some famous or rich people care too much about what the world thinks. If Ellen Degeneres can be gay, why can't I be? Right? And my parents and sister were okay with it so that's all that matters."<br/><br/>The perfect normal date. She really had no idea as her ideas of normal were probably way different from everybody else on the boat.<br/><br/>"I guess.."<br/><br/>Clover wrinkled her nose and lips a bit and looked at Maya.<br/><br/>"I guess my ideal date with a woman would be on a racetrack with her in another sportscar, racing me. But I suppose most women aren't into cars like me."<br/><br/>It was her tough paparazzi side talking again. Keeping the distance between her and everybody else. Maya's presence though and especially her smile worked on Clover. She sighed and got up, poured two glasses of the champagne and sat down again.<br/><br/>"But I guess, if I had been a normal woman, I'd just like to cuddle, talk, maybe listen to some music or watch a terrible chickflick. And afterwards, depending on how well the cuddling and talking went, go to bed together and see if I can be as assertive in bed as I can be behind the wheel.."<br/><br/>She took a drink from the champagne and looked at her legs.<br/><br/>"Which is unlikely."<br/>