I love you, I won't kill you

There is no shortage of non-gay American males or foreign males among the various consumers in and out of coffee shops.However, on an ordinary Tuesday afternoon, they once again realized the charm of this famous gay city.

Julie and Amanda's reckless intimacy, conversation, and lips that are too close to each other's faces give these heterosexual men a sense of fantasy.This feeling probably comes from men's obsession and fascination with beautiful lesbians.

The erotic scene that can only be staged in West Hollywood or the gay community in Los Angeles really made the few American men present stare at the two of them all the time, looking at them talking and laughing intently.

"Let's go. If we stay any longer, I think that straight guy over there will definitely come over and strike up a conversation with us." Amanda said softly.

"Hehehe, baby, how do you know that guy is straight?" Julie held a coffee cup and pulled Amanda towards the outside of the coffee shop.

"Just look at that hue. Come on, this is LGBT territory and we're just two L's." Amanda He said as he opened the door.

"That's right. Here, we can breathe the breath of freedom that belongs to lesbians." While drinking coffee, Julie noticed a pair of strong, sexy white gay men passing by.

"However, we missed the best time to come to Los Angeles." Amanda threw the coffee cup into the trash can on the side of the road.

"Perfect time? Well, I know what you're trying to say. The 'Gay Pride Parade' every June, right?" Jolie threw Amanda's hand towards the coffee shop as she threw away her coffee cup. Next to the DSW shoe store.

Amanda asked as she walked forward, "Shall we go shopping for shoes?"

Julie turned her head and smiled sweetly, "Sweetheart, come with me to see. Don't forget, we are dating."

The two sat in the spacious and bright DSW shoe store, admiring summer women's sandals of various styles and prices.At this moment, Julie asked the clerk to hold a pair of red, woven faux leather pop art sandals and said, "Baby, do you think these are beautiful?"

"Well, it's beautiful! The adjustable ankle strap, toe ring and asymmetric instep strap, I think it matches your skirt very well." Amanda said seriously after looking at the shoes carefully.

"Really? But, I think white or brown looks better." Julie put the shoes on her feet and admired them back and forth.

"It's okay, you can ask the clerk to try on every color of shoes." With that, Amanda put on a pair of brown flip-flop sandals with floral embossed insoles and woven faux leather uppers. .

"Honey, we missed the parade in June, but there's a big parade next month," said Jolie as she sat back on the couch and tried on another pair of art sandals.

"Next month? Impossible?" Amanda stood up, walked to the mirror and looked back and forth at the flip-flop sandals on her feet.

"Yeah. I heard from my friends in the law school that there is a gay parade in San Diego, California every year in July."

"Really? Well, that's great."

"Well, it seems that the idea of ​​settling in San Diego in the future is not a bad idea."

Amanda turned her head to look at Julie, and said, "I can agree to wherever you want to live or participate in the parade. But from the day after tomorrow, I will go to the ship for training."

Julie reached out her right hand and stroked her cheek, "Honey, it's okay. Although you can't join me in this year's gay parade, we still have next year and the year after. Isn't it?"

"Hehe, that's true. However, I prefer to use the military status of 'Marine Corps Officer' to participate in the gay parade." Amanda replied with a serious expression.

Julie blinked, then threw her arms around Amanda next to her and yelled, "Honey, you mean coming out? That's great!"

Amanda smiled and patted her on the back. "Hey, take it easy. Honey, I'd like to tell you my dream. Just..."

"Just what? Tell me!" Julie put down the sandals in her hand and asked nervously.

"You know, the current attitude towards comrades in the US military is 'don't ask, don't tell'. If you want to settle in San Diego with me in the future, I can't lose this job yet." Amanda said.

"Damn 'don't ask, don't tell'! Damn William Jefferson Clinton!" Jolie cursed President Clinton because the US military's policy on homosexuality in the military was proposed by Clinton.

Amanda shook her head and said with a smile, "Our time is still very long, I remember you said that to me."

Julie, who was excited before, calmed down now, "Yes, we still have a long time. By the way, I checked some information on the Internet, and the deadline for 'don't ask, don't tell' seems to be 2010."

"2010? Well, three more years." Amanda repeated Julie's words to herself.

"Baby, three years is fast. Now, our job is to buy shoes, cluck!" Julie exclaimed happily.

Inspired by Julie, Amanda happily greeted the clerk beside her, "Excuse me!"

A young, handsome white male clerk came over quickly, "Ma'am, what can I do for you?"

"Well, how much are the sandals we tried on just now?"

"Ma'am, your shoes are $26.95 a pair and your friend's shoes are $29.95 a pair."

Amanda didn't quite believe what the clerk said, so she picked up the shoes and looked at them again, "$26.95? No discount?"

Julie laughed from the sidelines, "Sweetheart, this is already a discounted price. Did you know that the original price of your pair of shoes is $32, and the original price of my pair of shoes is $40!"

"Hmm, not bad. Well, have you decided which pair to buy?"

"I like white and brown. By the way, how many colors do your shoes have?"

At this time, the young salesperson immediately introduced with a smile, "This lady's sandals are available in brown, black and white."

Julie nodded, and took out a credit card from her wallet and handed it to the clerk, "For these two styles of shoes, you need a pair of white and brown. There are four pairs in total, do you hear me clearly?"

As the clerk left, Amanda asked in a low voice, "Did you pay the bill for my two pairs of shoes?"

Julie lowered her head to admire the sandals on her feet, "Yes, is there a problem?"

"No, I can't make you pay for me." Amanda took the wallet out of the bag.

"Sweetheart, I love you, so I will pay the bill for you. If you really don't want to owe me money, well, how about treating me to a gay bar in West Hollywood tonight?" Julie said, turning Amanda pushed back the money in her hand.

"Hehe, no problem." Amanda happily agreed.

Ten minutes later, the two walked out of the shoe store carrying four shopping bags.Amanda looked at the sky and asked, "Do you still want to go shopping? It's 10:[-] in the afternoon."

Julie looked at the shopping bags in their hands, "Uh, didn't you say you wanted a prize?"

Amanda didn't take the joke she said on the interstate before, "Forget it, you've already bought it for me."

"No, how can this work? Two pairs of discounted sandals are just a result of shopping. Baby, tell me quickly!" Julie said stubbornly.

"Uh, I don't know what I want. Why don't we talk about it during dinner?" Amanda replied evasively because she felt that she couldn't ask for Julie's things anymore.

"Really? Baby, I'm serious." Julie said in a strong tone.

Amanda looked at her, not knowing what to say.Just, nodded, "Well, you have the final say."

The sweet smile returned to Julie's face, "Hehe, it's all right!? Now, go pick up the car, let's go to West Hollywood for dinner!"

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