Five years ago I offered her a couch until she found a place. The apartment was drafty and it was cold so I offered for her to sleep with me. We were both poor, broke, recent grads, and we slept so well, snuggled up on that cold night. Well, why break up a good thing, right?

We are now both into our careers, make 75K and 84K, we live in a nice two bedroom, and we share a closet, dresser, bathroom, and a queen size bed. We have a joint bank account, our car is in both our names, so is the lease, she manages the money, I manage the house, we do not date, for our fifth year anniversary we splurged and gave ourselves matching diamond studs.

So what are we? We are very best friends, yes we do love each other, we do not date. We do not feel gay, but we think we could be, we don't identify with or associate with any gay people, we don't even know if we are confused. We sleep together, I mean we really do sleep together, side by side, and we cuddle a lot, we pillow talk, we spoon, we snuggle, but we don't have sex. The most is we hold each other if we masturbate, but we don't really do that often.

Before living together we dated guys and had hetero sex, but not after that first cold night when we snuggled so tight to stay warm.

We are going to say we are straight in the most amazing, loving, caring, relationship a human being can have, we just happen to be two confused souls, in love with each other, who happen to be women.