[1]I created this nickname for myself when Imet a little tomboy girl about half year ago. Shewas about twenty years old, still in college.Her name is Jennifer.It was in my friend's house and it's our firstmeeting. Jennifer was very shy and didn't speakmuch at the beginning. I and my friends talkedwith wine in hand, laughed and got a little bitdrunk. She joined in, and spoke now and then,but was still very shy.It was about 12 o'clock and time to go sleeping.I took a bath and went out with sleeping suits --actually, just a big T-shirt from my friend.-- Jennifer's eyes was lighten up.They were talking about charming girls. Jennifersaid, "For example, I think Sally is charming".(forgot to mention, I was Sally as you girls guessed).

[2]It was about 12 o'clock and time to go sleeping.I took a bath and went out with sleeping suits --actually, just a big T-shirt from my friend.-- Jennifer's eyes was lighten up.They were talking about charming girls. Jennifersaid, "For example, I think Sally is charming".(forgot to mention, I was Sally as you girls guessed).

[3]"me?" I was like -- oh yeah? me? really? -- withsome surprise I laughed. "Sure I am, becauseit's 12 o'clock now."Am I a little drunk? Mmm.. Time to give a speechto this little girl."I know I look better at night time, with darklight. But it's not my main point." I pat Jenniferlightly, "I was now a charming beauty in your eyes,that's only because of yourself, my dear."Human's hermane level is high at night time,isn't it? and the higher the level is,the stronger the sexual desire is. -- andthe stronger the sexual desire, the prettierthe girls around you.It's 12 AM, so I became a beauty. when it goes1am, 2am, 3am, even a ghost can be a beauty...as long as she's a female.then maybe something happens, then with desireexplosed, going asleep, then the sun rises.Then you will be shocked: " what? what did I do last night? with her? oh my god..."it's going to be a sad story, not "the beautywith the beast", but "the beauty is the beast".But many people can't avoid it to happen againand again, can they?

[4]That night was actually very quiet.Not only because Jennifer was a little girlthat Sally didn't want to have an affair, but alsoSally didn't want to be a person who was consideredby others as beast in the morning. But life goes on, and sometimes, if not always,life does be driven by desire.When loneliness comes with nights, hermane comeswith wine, a normal-looking girl will give others anillusion: she is truely a beauty...Haven't been in bars for a whole year, why not now?A wonderful Christmas holiday evening...

[5]It's quite early. About 8pm.Not many girls in this famous "RubyFruit" baryet, and most of them are couples.I ordered a bottle of budlight, and sit in adark-light corner. Yup, it's a good time to observeothers and no rush on flirting.

[6]The bar was quite cosy. It had two rooms.The right one was for ordering drinks anddancing. In the corner there was a loveseat.I guess it's too early, no one started dancingyet. People either sit in the loveseat, or in chairsbesides the ordering table, talking with each other.The left room was smaller. Only one tableand a couple of chairs there.Between the two rooms there was a pool table.Put in some quarters, I began to play poolwith my friends. So many years no touch, ourskill was really bad now.The door was opened, five girls came in,with long hairs, happy smile.

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[7]"Hey, can we join you?" One of them asked us."sure!"The girl smiled with bright eyes, "Thanks!My friends just came from Italy several hoursago."wow! We are playing pool with a couple ofItalian lesbian?! My eyes opened widely.The pool became quite international. We talkedwith each other in Chinese. They talkedthemselves in Italian, and communicated with usin English.It's a right time to see if there were any difference between Italian lalas and Chinese lalas.

[8]They are more like girls, at first glance.They have long hairs, big breasts.They are more like men, if you have chance tomake one more glance.One italian girl started the first ball of the pool."Peng!%^&#$%" The white ball collidedthrough all those colorful balls and made themall over the table! And several of them directlywent into the holes!"Ah!%&%$$^*" I can't help my screaming. I neversaw a girl strong as her before.OMG... The three of us, three Chinese lalas,was shocked by that girl's first ball, lookedat each other with surprising face, can't speakout anything.

[9]But this was just the beginning. They had singles and we had stripes, three girls a team, taking turn to hit the ball.Among these three italians, the bigger herbreast was, the stronger the girl would be. They clearly had much better skills than us.Fortunately, one of us, Cristine, who already got hot in previous plays, continued to play well and didn't let them go too far away from us.