I lied. Only because she turned the tables on me. I asked her first. She should have answered. But she didnt. Instead she returned the question. So I lied. Told her I wasnt gay. Then waited for her answer. She didnt say anything. She looked at me. Smirked. Then walked away.

What the fuck was that?

She came back right before dinner. Showed me another link. Its about lesbians in TV and Film. That was my answer. I exposed her as a lesbian. She didnt deny. Instead she said I was one too. I started to protest. She stopped me. Told me to not waste my energy. She said she caught me in the act.

She told me about last week. When she was up here. Asleep on my bed. I was in my chair pretending to read. Watching her from behind. I was extra horny. So I started frigging myself. She told me she was awake the whole time. Watching from the reflection of the lamp base. She said she saw me ogling her ass.

I could have lied again. Could have refuted her claims. Told her I wasnt ogling her. But I didnt. Why would I? What would it accomplish? Deep inside she would know. The truth would come out and Id look like an ass for lying.

I leveled with her. Told her the truth. She did the same. Then we swore ourselves to secrecy.