Lesbian Cooties

Ivy is coming home from college and she senses immediately her relationship with her stepsister is "different," she can't quite pin point what's going on. Scarlett watches her, keeping her distance, as if Ivy is a wild beast, and without warning Ivy may pounce and maul her with lesbian intentions at any moment. Ivy musters up all her courage, "Are you okay with me?" Scarlett breathes a sigh of relief, "Thank GOD you brought it up! We're all a little confused, you were straight, then you're gay, and now you're single. So what are you?" "I don't know Scarlet. I guess I am just "me." Scarlett nods and looks away hoping she is back to her old self, the old step-sister that she used to be. The girl who would stay up all night with her and girl talk about boys, about school, about everything. Ivy's heart aches, she looks at Scarlett hoping for approval. Scarlett sees that Ivy will not admit or deny her lesbianism so she comes up with her back up plan. "So I guess we should just get all the weirdness out in the open and over with, right? We might as well just talk about talk about the bedroom situation" Ivy, "What's wrong with our room? Did they turn it into an office or something?" "No, but who's going to sleep in our bedroom?" Scarlett considers a generous act, and proudly states, "I'll sleep here and you can sleep in your old bed." "Why wouldn't you sleep in your bed in our room?" "Well I mean, I guess we could, yeah. [Ivy interrupts] Ivy, "No of course.. I see what's going on. I have lesbian cooties. You think my lesbianism is painted on me and if I touch you, it's going to rub off on you." Scarlett's eyes are wide, it's true that she has worried about catching lesbianism like some sort of disease, "No, that's not it at all." Watch the story unfold.