Lauren (not her real name) used to be the RA on my floor my sophomore year of college. She was really butch, but her friends were totally my type: Tomboyish girls who were still kind of fem, just not girlie. I used to see her out with them at the clubs all the time. Since this was very much a redneck corner of the world, there weren't exactly any gay bars in town.The next year both she and I coincidentally transferred to the same college without either of us telling the other before the fact. I only found that out secondhand as I was moving out of my dorm at the end of the year when one of the other RAs mentioned it. A few months later we were both at the new school, and I used to see her at the gay bar near there (i.e., the one place in town that played decent electronica). Lauren was never "out," but it was kind of a "Don't ask, you can already fucking tell by looking at me" kind of a thing.
