Ben looked away, then came forward a few steps while Tricia leaned easily against a nearby tree. Finally reaching a decision, Ben blurted out, "Why did you do that? What you did in the club?"
Tricia smiled relaxedly and responded, "Because I wanted to."
Giving him a sideways look, Ben asked, "Are you into guys? Or bi or something?"
Tricia considered seriously for a moment, then replied, "I don't think those categories would really fit me." Noting Ben's confusion and agitation, Tricia continued,"Does it matter?"
"I don't know, maybe...." Ben snapped, then started pacing. Finally, he looked at Tricia. "I can't get what happened...I can't get you out of my mind! Even when I'm with my girlfriend, all I can think about is you. It's driving me crazy!" Ben finally collapsed on the bench, his head in his hands. "What kind of freak does that make me?" he muttered.
"Is that such a bad thing?" Tricia grinned, walking towards Ben, who rose to his feet upon Tricia's approach.
"Look, if we weren't both guys maybe it wouldn't be so weird, but I can't do this, I have a life..." Ben trailed off and backed away as Tricia continued to come nearer. Finally Ben backed up against a tree trunk, and Tricia stood in front of him looking down slightly. Just being around Ben was feeding Tricia's obvious arousal, and being taller and a bit stronger than him at the moment added to the excitement.
"Do you mean that?" Tricia asked eagerly, but without waiting for a response from Ben, pinned him against the tree and kissed him ardently. Ben made a few half-hearted attempts to push Tricia away, and finally broke off the kiss by turning his face away. However, Tricia could see from how flustered Ben appeared that he wasn't adverse to Tricia's advances, but was torn about Tricia's gender. Lifting his chin, Tricia looked into Ben's eyes and smiled, then kissed him again.
While Ben was occupied with the kiss, Tricia surreptitiously slid a hand into his rear pocket and pulled out the remote. Pointing it in the right direction, Tricia quivered a bit with excitement. It was time to take away all of Ben's reticence by making a few adjustments. Selecting one of the pre-programmed settings Tricia had created, he pressed the activation button, then slipped the remote back into his rear pocket. In a few moments...