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Lynne has become very frustrated and unsure of her sexual inclinations of late. It has begun to be an all consuming thought lately. Horny would be merely comfortable compared to her current sexually frustrated condition.

Her current situation has come about after a series of dates over the last year or more in which the men have been very aggressive and forceful in every case on the verge of date-rape. Not that Lynne doesn't want to meet Mr. Right or get laid but not nearly so brutally. Is this the case with all men? They have all been handsome, well built intelligent Executive and Athletic types that she was sure would fit her self image and would be compatible? Can she find a loving and affectionate partner?

She sure doesn't seem to have any problem attracting men to her. Why can't sex be like a Chopin Nocturne? The right and left hands working together, making a single piece of beautiful music? Maybe sex with a woman would be more to her liking, she begins to think. Her best friend Ellen is a very attractive lesbian and she's strongly attracted to her. When Ellen hugs her or touches her in her very soft way, she has found it very pleasant with a mild sexual rush. She decides to talk to her about it or maybe more than talk.

They have a date to go to an all singles mixer party tonight. These are usually straights but a few gays and lesbians often attend with friends, like her and Ellen, in the hope of catching a stray discontented straight. Lynne decides to force some kind of situation tonight as she is truly desperate to get laid.

Lynne is dressed to kill in a very enticing thickly sculpted knitted, open back, white cashmere sweater oozing softness, showing her beautiful smooth back and the shape of her modest but well formed breasts to their best. She has a white silk, mid calf skirt that shows her shapely butt in precise form and flares out generously just below her butt. No bra or panties to spoil the picture.

When Ellen comes by to pick her up she can't keep from running her hands over Lynne's magnificent butt. Lynne shivers with excitement and lightly kisses Ellen on the lips. Ellen suspects Lynne's intentions and casually breaks it off to leave for the party. Ellen, knowing Lynne very well, is totally knowledgeable of her dilemma and doesn't want to unfairly sway her despite her momentary desire to make love to Lynne.

Lynne can no longer keep her thoughts to herself. She begins talking to Ellen as they drive to the party, starting to reveal her thoughts and feelings to her. None of it is a surprise to Ellen and she says as much.

"Why have you not made a move on me before now?" Lynne questions.

"Despite how much I might enjoy that in the short term, it's not what you really want and it would destroy our friendship. I think you are looking for gentle sex and are confusing brutal and gentle with male-female. You need to find a gentle man who will love and care for you and avoid those handsome bruisers and insensitive muscular ass holes you have been mistakenly attracted to."

"I don't want some geeky or wussy guy. That doesn't turn me on at all" Lynne retorts.

"I'll pick a man for you tonight. You're in a rut and don't know what or who to look for."

"You don't like men. How can you make an informed choice?"

"It's not true that I don't like men. I have a few very good men friends that I get along with very well. You know Bill and George very well. As heterosexual as they come and yet civilized. I think I'm a pretty good judge of character. Running my Marketing business, I have to do it all day long."

"You're right. Bill and George are certainly nice enough, but they don't do anything for me. Besides George is married."

"We'll find a guy tonight. There's always one good guy at just about every party as desperate for the right woman as you are for the right man. He may not be the most handsome one at the party but trust me."

"OK. Things couldn't get much worse."

The party is held in the Ball Room of a nice old Hotel, well appointed with appetizers and cheap drinks. With a couple of Corporate Sponsors and the low admittance no one is getting rich off this affair. Lynne and Ellen stay together for a while, talking to lots of guys and gals while remaining together.

They get there fashionably late and still after their first hour the party more than doubles in size. This is turning into quite an event after all. Bigger than any they have gone to before.

"If ever there's an opportunity it's tonight", Ellen mamak escort is thinking.

People are milling all around, moving from one to another not unlike a business convention. A few have paired up in obviously more intense "interviews". They're not all male-female.

There are two "staging" areas comprised of all males in one and all females in the other that kind of grow and shrink, occasionally merging. Some are swapping notes on their adventures and individuals.

Ellen steers Lynne right into the middle of an all male cluster to Lynne's reluctance. Like being thrown into the Lion's den. She's instantly like a chocolate covered cherry with guys.

Ellen whispers into her ear, "None of these guys. Just keep them entertained." This is easy for Lynne as this is very routine for herself. These situations always leads to some insensitive jerk that wants brutal sex. "No thank you," she thinks to herself and to all the guys one by one. With her slender five ten frame, striking red hair and brilliant blue eyes, it's hard for any guy to resist Lynne's beauty and the warmth of her charm.

Meanwhile Ellen is cruising through the "reject" groups without much luck either, when out of the corner of her eye she catches sight of a lone guy clearly out of place at this party and any of the sub groups. A genuine loner. Tall, very rough and rugged looking but with a gentle demeanor. More casually dressed than the rest of the guys, almost like he had just left a construction site. Most of the guys are in suite