Wow... ok, so something incredibly hot / exciting / mortifying / confusing just happened. She was getting ready for the cocktail party, and came onto the terrace to ask which shoes she should wear. She was wearing this AMAZING dress - black lace and totally see-through at the top. She has a great body, and looked just incredible. I told her she should wear the black patent stilettos.
She asked if I thought the dress was too much for a cocktail party, and I just shook my head and said "You look so hot."
She said it was a shame that all the guys at the party were gay...
Then she asked me to help her do up the top buttons of her dress, and my fingers were shaking as I touched her neck. My fingers were freezing cold.
She was in kind of a frivolous mood, as this is the first time for a while that she's felt well enough to go out to a party.
She's gone now, and I'm on her terrace. I'm about to make myself a strong drink... I don't know whether I should stay here until she gets back - she's only going to stay at the party for an hour to see an old friend.
God, she TOTALLY must know the effect she has on me. She knows I'm gay. This is so confusing.