Katrina’s heart stumbled. Not straight. Definitely not straight.
Later, tangled in a sleeping bag on the stage floor (because the storm had flooded the subway and neither of them could go home), Celia traced the scar on Katrina’s knuckle. SexMex 21 05 26 Katrina Moreno Sex With A Gay D...
She broke both rules in the same Tuesday night. Katrina’s heart stumbled
Katrina laughed, low and warm. “There’s only one. Don’t write a play about me unless I get final approval.” Later, tangled in a sleeping bag on the
Celia wasn’t an actress. She was the playwright—the quiet, sharp-eyed woman who haunted the back row of the house, scribbling in a notebook with a mechanical pencil she sharpened with her teeth. Celia was also, according to office gossip, "unavailable in the traditional sense," which usually meant a boyfriend. Katrina had filed her under Do Not Touch .
Katrina Moreno had two ironclad rules for women: don’t date an actress, and never, ever fall for a straight girl.
The kiss happened during a power outage. A summer storm knocked out the grid, plunging the theater into perfect black. Katrina was on the catwalk, checking a stuck batten. Celia was below, holding a phone light.