I met Kara in my sophomore year of college, she was a freshman. We met very soon after she moved onto the same floor of my dorm, and clicked really quickly, as we both were computer science majors, relatively reserved but liked to let loose on the weekends.
By this point in my college career, I’d only dated guys but was pretty sure I was bisexual, or bicurious at the very least. I’d made out with some girl friends at parties while being drunk, but all of my girl friends were very straight so I never felt anything beyond just having fun. In any case, I always found Kara cute but never thought too much about it, as I’d assumed she was straight. She was about 5’6”, thin, brunette girl who seemed reserved at first but very sweet and fun to be around.
That night, we had our first suite kickback, music was playing, drinks were flowing, and I was having a great time getting to know the new freshmen on the floor. I’m chatting with Kara in a group, and the conversation somehow turns to sexuality, and someone asks us all where we fell on the Kinsey scale, where 1 is strictly heterosexual, 7 is strictly homosexual, and 4 being exactly bisexual.