The roommates occasionally hang out on the flat roof outside Julie’s bedroom. It’s decorated with an odd assortment of discarded furniture. John and Julie sit outside to talk, laugh, smoke and drink. Tyla tries to study, but she can’t help but get caught up in the habits of her roommates. The roof looks down onto another apartment roof that is decked out with rugs and pillows, but Tyla has never seen anyone outside.
Early one afternoon Tyla hears a commotion outside her door and sticks her head out to see John holding an arm full of beers.
“Hey, what’s happening?” asked Tyla.
John disappears outside the window and calls out, “The show’s about to start! C’mon Tyla, time for you to broaden your experience.”
Tyla climbs out and sits on the side of the wall overlooking the roof below. Three girls, two blondes and one brunette arrange the cushions and set up a camera in front of them.
“Ah, what they doing?” asks Tyla.
“Shhh, just watch,” says Gerrick.
Julie gets up to leave. “Nah, it’s nothing. I’ve seen this before. ‘Bout time they changed their routine.”
Tyla looks down. The girls either don’t know they’re being watched, or don’t care.
One blond takes her top and lies down on a pillow. She has the biggest breasts Tyla has ever seen . . . in her limited experience. The second blond also removes her top, straddles the first and begins rubbing oil over her friend and herself.
Tyla's eyes are fixed as she holds her breath.
The girls start massaging each other’s breasts before sliding over each other, kissing and fondling.
Tyla feels herself blushing. She’s fixated on the semi-naked brunette slipping between the two blondes.
Tyla feels unusually aroused. The brunette has feminine curves and tattoos on her shoulder and the base of her spine. She seems to know just where to touch each of the blondes, who are moaning with pleasure. They finally finish and the brunette turns the camera off.
The girls are startled when John, Gerrick and another guy start hooting and clapping. “Encore, encore!”
The brunette looked up and nodded. “Settle down, boys.” Her eyes met Tyla and the look was so intense that Tyla gets up quickly to leave and falls back into the flowerpot. The guys laugh and the three girls go back inside.
Tyla asks about the performance and is told that the three girls are also from the university. They earn money running a website for viewing girl-on-girl action.
“Are they . . . gay?” Tyla is trying to get her head around the whole visual experience she has just witnessed.
“Oh, one is gay, but the other two are straight,” said John
“Which one?” asks Tyla.
John laughs. “You’ll never guess.”
“I have no idea. I couldn’t even tell if any of them were . . . straight.”
“It’s the brunette.”
“What, really? No way!”
Gerrick laughs. “Yeah, what a waste of a good-looking chick. It’s a crime she’ll only give herself to another girl.”
Tyla frowned. “But she’s . . . ”
“Hot!” Grins John.
“Well I guess . . . but not that I’m interested! I just . . . ” She sees John looking at her and hits him. “Stop it!”
"What?” he asks innocently and begins laughing.
“Stop thinking that!” she scowls.
“I’m not thinking anything.”
“You are so, you’re thinking about me and her,” groans Tyla at the thought.
John grins. “Honestly, I’m not, Tyla.”
Gerrick laughs. “Now that I think about it . . . wow! What a hot pair you’d make.”
“You’re sick Gerrick! Tyla ends the conversation by going to her room and slamming the door.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tyla is waiting in the café line at the university, when three chatting girls line up behind her. Tyla feels a tap on her shoulder.
“Hey, aren’t you the country girl that’s moved into number 10?”
Tyla turns around to face the voice and blushed at the sight of the three website stars. “Ah, yeah, I’m Tyla.”
“Hey, Tyla’s a good screen name,” said one of the blondes.
Tyla blushes and tries to avert her eyes.
The brunette smiles. “Hi, I’m Ray, this is Sophie.” pointing to the girl with long blond hair, “and this is Michelle . . . ”
“With the big tits,” Michelle adds. The three girls laugh, but Tyla just smiles nervously.
“So did you like our performance yesterday?” asks Ray.
“Uh, I really didn’t see much,” lies Tyla, simply wanting to evade the conversation.
“You can make a lot of money from it,” said Sophie. “Guys will pay $20.00 just to see four minutes of two girls kissing.”
“Um, that’s interesting.” Tyla is moving down the line as quickly as possible.
Tyla finds an empty seat, but the girls join her. They talk about how Ray had started off their business.
“So, do you like doing it?” asks Tyla, now beginning to take an interest in the girls.
“Hell yeah! Where else do I get to play with cute blonde puppies?”
Michelle laughs. “She’s referring to my tits again. Get off it Ray!”
Tyla blushes and keeps eating, but she finds it difficult while feeling Ray’s eyes on her.
“What?” asks Tyla, a little more defensive.
“Nothing, it’s just that you look so young. Listen, if you want to earn some money . . . ”
“No! I’m not like that!” Tyla snaps.
“Hey, hey, I didn’t mean to upset you. You just look so sweet and like I have this perfect theme.”
“Look, I respect your hobby and your choice of sexuality, but they’re not mine!”
“It’s only fun, nothing serious,” says Michelle.
“We don’t get off on it,” says Sophie. “It’s just a business.”
“You guys are probably nice people and I’d would never have guessed any of you were gay. I mean, you don’t even look it, Ray.” Tyla feels herself sinking and jumps when Ray gets to her feet.
“For your information, not all lesbians are butch! You should get out more country girl. Don’t dis what you don’t know about.”
Tyla starts to apologize, but Ray storms off.
“Fuck!” hissed Tyla. “God I hate this place. If I’m not getting ripped off I’m putting my foot in it.”
“Ah, she’s just temperamental, she’ll get over it.” Michelle grabs Ray’s milkshake. “Well, guess she won’t be needing this.”
That night Gerrick, John and Tyla go to the university bar. They’re mingling, when Tyla sees Ray playing pool. She buys two beers and heads over.
Ray stands up and groans. “Well, if it isn’t little miss stereotype.”
“Please Ray, I really am sorry. Would you like a beer?” Tyla pleads.
Ray turns her back on Tyla. “Yeah . . . well, whatever.”
“Oh for christ-sake! Will someone in this fucking town cut me some slack! I never grew up in a big city. I don’t know what’s the norm or what’s stereotypical. Hell, we only get one TV channel back home!” whines Tyla.
“Really?” said another girl at the table.
“Actually three, but only one is clear enough to watch. But that doesn’t matter. I’m sorry, now you can either take the beer or I can give it to some stranger that I have no doubt already insulted unintentionally.”
Ray takes the beer and watches Tyla leave.
Tyla is fuming when she gets back to her friends at the bar. “Fuck! What a hard case! Are all lesbians like that, or is it just her?” John and Gerrick are silent.
Tyla feels someone breathing on her neck . “Why don’t you just ask her yourself?”
Tyla groans, “Again with the foot.” She drops her head and turns around to face Ray.
“Alright, you, me, outside.”
Ray drags Tyla to the door. Tyla struggles, not wanting to fight with Ray.
Once outside, Ray faces Tyla and notices her stepping back quickly. “Hey, I’m not going hurt you."
"I sure didn’t get that impression.”
“Okay, I’ll cut you some slack. We got off on the wrong foot, mainly yours, but I’m a forgive and forget girl.”
“You reckon?” mumbles Tyla.
Ray looks into Tyla’s eyes. “Right, so whatever you want to know, come to the source and don’t beat around the bush. Just come to me and I’ll fill you in as best as I can.”
“Well I don’t know. Now that I’m on the spot, I can’t think of anything to ask. I’m all flustered,” admits Tyla.
Ray smiles and winks. “I’ve been known to have that affect on women.”
“Ray, that’s not what I meant.”
“Okay, okay, but in the future, if you want to know something, come to me, because whatever those two boys tell you is probably crap.”