I grew up with a neighbor girl across the street. She and I are in the same grade and we are three months apart. We have lived across the street from each other since we were two. Nothing has happened in her life or my life that we don't share, from dreams to masturbation. When we were eleven we started to pee together, we peed on the toilet and took turns. One day I pushed my pants down and sat on her lap while she was on the toilet and peed between her legs, splashing her. She peed between my legs. I sat on the toilet and she stood up and peed between my legs. We stood beside each other and peed into the toilet and all over the floor. We peed our panties together holding on to each other, wetting ourselves and each other. We peed standing up with our panties on while the other girl put her face and opened her mouth under her and got peed on all over our face and body, and in our mouth. We were eleven and we were into pee, drinking each other's pee, peeing on ourselves and on each other, peeing our pants outside on the deck, peeing our pants at the mall and walking around with wet pants.

At school, where we couldn't pee like that we got into trading panties at lunch. She wore her panties to school and I wore her panties home. We also started to trade oral sex.

Around thirteen we got more serious about sex, and worked to give each other orgasms. With oral sex, with manual manipulation, with finger insertion. About that time we also started kissing, at first to experiment, and later to lay on the bed and make out and feel ourselves up. We would still trade panties, we would still do pee play, but we were more into oral sex and fingering. At that time we were also exchanging handwritten notes, we would write notes to each other and hide them in the yard and give clues and we had to go find the notes. These notes were poems, love declarations, jokes, drawings of us performing sex acts on each other, some serious notes about growing up. We had pretty much figured out by then that we were not going to be with a guy, and we were not going to be with another girl.

When we turned 16 our families went on a cruise to the Caribbean. We were given our own room, and we slept together. This time we would have some sex, dress each other, talk about everything under the sun, but when we slept together, we slept together, embraced or spooning. We also started to behave like a couple on board, taking our meals together, sunning together, going on excursions together. We were not different than the other couples we saw on board. It was during this trip that our parents got us together, and the four of them questioned us and we confessed to messing around. We were told to be careful. How careful can you be when you kiss and lick your girlfriend's private parts. We were careful, careful about being together.

In the twelfth grade we were both on the drill team, and at an out of town game, in the back of the bus on the way home, without consent, three boys in the band got on me to break us up. After they finished with me, three other boys took my girlfriend and got on her. We were lesbians, so no one cared, the other girls on the drill team shielded the boys, after they had sex with us, several of the girls spat on us. We were told to get off the team, they didn't want any lesbos on their team.

We went back to peeing on each other. Except now we were grown girls, and we regularly had oral sex, and the peeing got more aggressive, peeing into our mouths to drink and swallow, or peeing on our genitals. Really it was pretty bad, but we did it, all the time. We would hold onto each other and pee the bed together. We peed our pants and sat around on a towel watching television. We thought about having some guy pee in our mouth. We convinced this boy who was an outsider at school to pee on us. He really got off to it, and drank his pee and licked his cum off his belly after masturbating.

We are grown up, out of college, both of us have jobs. Our bed has a rubber cover, we regularly pee into our mouths in the shower. We pee our pants. We pee our bed. We make love before going to sleep, but that doesn't satisfy us. Being peed on while performing oral sex does. Peeing onto our genitals does. Sitting on our laps and just letting the pee come out does. It is just us, outside in the world at large nobody knows about our fetish. We go to work, we go to parties, we go home for the holidays. Our parents are both disappointed that we are lesbians, but at the same time they are supportive. We have nothing to do with any of the kids we went to school with. We don't have pictures in the year book, just a blank space and our name.