Anita grinned as the kegs arrived and the girls started serving the beer up. Someone provided her with a glass full that she sipped at cautiously. And then Chris sat on her lap as requested. It felt - natural. The buttocks were soft, not hard like a guy's. He answered my question. Girls, huh?<br/><br/>"Hey Nits, you ain't goin' straight are ya?" Someone called out.<br/><br/>Anita chuckled. "What if I am? anyway, Chris here is totally gay. He has the hots for the guy who fixed my bike, doncha Chris?" And she pinched his cheek between thumb and forefinger, like a mother would to a chubby baby. That was just so much fun. Especially as a real hunk of a guy who was almost certainly gay was walking past and his head did that slow swivel that a dalek's head does, his eyes looking Chris up and down.