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As a woman, even one who has now and has had lesbian friends ... lesbians creep me out, that's a fact. I can love them, but ... they creep me out with those very games you're talking about, the role playing and all that. And beyond. It all gives me the heebie-jeebies!!!! Mostly I just feel sorry for them and keep it to myself when I'm around them.

Gay men are totally different from my perspective. I suppose gay men creep guys out a lot more than lesbians do! My brother once declared that he himself was a lesbian trapped in a male body -- I know, old joke, but this was many decades ago, long before I ever heard of anybody else saying that! {^) It was when he met a friend of mine who was very pretty but fancied herself a lesbian (I don't think she really was down deep, but who knows?), and he was desperately seeking a pick-up line!! {^)

You feel sorry for them. I don't blame you; I do too.
I have a gay nail guy, a genius with the finger/toe nails. I've known him for 20 years and have only spoken about homosexuality once. He thinks that he didn't CHOOSE it. I didn't have the heart to tell him otherwise. He's in his 50's and I have no intention of telling him otherwise.

I used to have a co-worker who was a lesbian decidedly on the dikey side. Certain things about her I liked, but ... she was confused and lost, proud of her gayness. She made the same kinds of harmless passes and sassy comments to me that a normal guy would do, flirting. I suppose I could have been offended if I'd had the heart, but to tell you the truth, since it didn't affect me in any way, I just ignored it. Ironically, she and the boss were liberal feminists -- but you know what they'd have though of me if I'd gone to a labor attorney and complained of sexual harassment, which it certainly would have qualified as if she was a guy!

A weird thing about lesbians -- the hard-core ones beat the hell out each other. Domestic violence among lesbian "couples" is something else.

I'm sure glad I'm not a lesbian ... or sure glad I never felt compelled to choose to be one. "There but for the grace of God ..."