I was thinking the same thing, Lorileah. Wonder what that means?
Funny this question should come up, though. I just spent a rather wonderful evening with a married couple yesterday, and all of my theories about my bisexuality were emphatically confirmed. In fact, if you saw me in a darkened room right now, you'd probably still see me glowing a little.
Any question of whether my bi-ness was contingent upon my state of dress were erased when I pondered last night's events today. I knew with utmost certainty that I would have been happy to jump right back in and do in male mode, what I did en femme the night before.
Furthermore, I had theorized that my bisexuality was mostly contingent upon the male presented before me: not macho, not overly apish in appearance or mannerism, with a nice helping of feminine quality, and maybe a little geeky to boot. All resoundingly confirmed! A somewhat rare creature it seems, but that's just what makes me feel all lascivious.
No, any remaining thoughts of being 'conditionally bi' based on my state of attire have been throughly extracted and disposed of forthwith. The only condition that matters is a question of whether or not he's my type!
