My beautiful, loving, sister for life

In college in my freshman year a girl, Monica, I had met during orientation told me her father walked out and cut her off. She had to drop out and go back to live with her Mom, who had also been cut off. With two younger sisters she was going to get a job and help out.

Something hit me. I offered to put her up with me, finish her semester, the tuition was already paid. My tiny apartment meant she would share my room with me, girls together did not bother me. She got in bed, I pulled the covers up, and I hugged her and didn't let go. She wiggled, asked what was going on, I pulled her closer and got my hand up under her top and grabbed onto her **.

She asked if I was gay, I said no but I needed to hold her. After a few minutes she gave in, rearranged her position so I could hold her ** better. By the time we went to sleep I had turned gay, had ** with her including oral **.

For all of college, my parents paid for her, we lived in that small apartment. If we went someplace with a queen or king we felt lost in the bed. We really avoided **, we preferred to make love. At one point we said we were getting married.

After college, making money, she asked if she needed to pay my Dad back. I told her no, she was his daughter too. Help your sisters instead. We did get married, by the pool, with a gay minister. But we aren't. rightfully gay, just two sisters who love each other.

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