In college I was very tight with my roommate. She and I got along great and we didn't need anyone else. We went to all the campus activities together. We shared a room in the dorm and when we moved off campus we shared a room. If anyone was my soul mate it was her.

In my junior year during a summer internship I met a married man who took me to bed and started to support me, he gave me condo to live in and my roommate and I moved in, he gave me a car, and money and gifts and trips. He always had something for my roommate and she went on all the trips with me. She never had sex with him, it was just him and me.

After grad school I told him that we should break it off, it had been over five years, he was married with a family and one day his wife was going to find out. We didn't last separated very long and one day he asked me to meet him for dinner and there were some friends there and his wife and kids and he told them about our affair. His wife asked for divorce, but in the end she didn't go through with it. During that time I got even closer with my girlfriend and we had sex for the first time. Not just light petting and kissing, we had sex, real sex, like trying to make up for lost time. Although at the time marriage for same sex couples wasn't allowed, she said I was her wife and I agreed.

I told my boyfriend and he said he didn't care what we did, as far as he was concerned that didn't change anything between us. He continued to pay for everything, he signed the condo over to me, bought me cars, gave me money and bought us gifts. He got me to have sex with him again, and we continued for ten more years.

In 2015 my girlfriend and I got married, since it was legal. He continues to support me. I know that if he had one dollar left he would give it to me and not his wife.