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"Really? St Patrick's inn? You couldn't have got us in at the Galpal bar?" asked Shawn.
"I'm not going to a lesbian bar so that you can live out your fantasies! If guys hit on you, which they will, either fake it or tell them you're gay!" responded Becky.
"Lesbian! Not gay, lesbian!" expressed Shawn. Becky giggled at her. "Same thing!"
Shawn was too excited by the fact, she finally got her first stunt job than to express dissent.
"Okay, I'll get the drinks while you wait here!" declared Becky as she rose from her seat. "Whoa, wait! Let's go together!" exclaimed Shelly.
"That's stupid, we'll lose our seats! Just be a woman and tough it out! Like I said when guys hit on you, either fake it or come out!" she responded.
Shelly sat there, fuming. Not 5 minutes after Becky left, a guy in a black leather coat approached her. "Hey Good Looking..." "I'm a lesbian!" interrupted Shelly.
"Maybe I can convert you..." "Dude, I said I like chicks only! Please leave me in peace!" repeated Shelly.
The guy grabbed Shelly's hand. "I want...AHHHH!" he screamed as Shelly ripped his hand away with her own shape-shifted hand, the muscles densely packed into the dainty appendage.
"Leave....me....alone....please! Or I will scream rape!" Shelly slowly whispered. The guy nodded, whimpering. Shelly released him as he fell to the ground.
"STUPID DYK*!" he bellowed, before leaving in a huff.
Shelly watched amused as he rubbed his arm during his departure.
"Life as an attractive chick must suck!" concluded Shelly to herself. Guys had hit on him every since Becky left.
"Where is she?" Shelly wondered as she waited. She checked her phone.
Becky had been gone for about 90 minutes. Shelly was starting to worry.
She decided to get up and look for Becky, when she found her.
She was dancing with some guy, happy and smiling.
Shelly decided to leave it at that. She headed for the exit, when she felt a hand tap her on the shoulder.
Shelly spun around to see a very pretty girl. She was about about 6 foot 1, blonde hair, green eyes (https://www.google.com.au/search?q=charl...) and a lookalike for a young Candice Thiron.
"Hi um...do you want to dance with me?" asked the girl, timidly.
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