I joined a sorority, there were two types of girls. I was in the good girl group, then there were the party girls.

Several of us stayed back and did not go to a frat party. One of the girls and I went out and got pizza instead. It was a warm late summer evening. My new friend and I had more in common than we first thought. Like me she had several sisters, was studious in school and was in student government. I was majoring in journalism, she was majoring in English.

We had walked until we just had to sit and rest. She asked to see my ring, our fingers stayed together, we talked while we played with our fingers. The kiss was spontaneous, and we apologized to each other. As we walked back to the sorority house we walked shoulder to shoulder and smiled at each other.

Back in the house we went to my room, we talked about the kiss, neither one of us had kissed another girl. It was dark outside, the house was quiet and we kissed again, laying on the bed. We smiled and lay there side by side looking at the ceiling, holding hands.

There was a third kind of girl in our sorority.

We got married last year and we go for walks and sneak a kiss in the moonlight.