Stuck At The Hip With My Bff

My very best friend forever and I grew up on the same street. Our parents were friends and we spent summer vacations together. We both have siblings, our mothers didn't work outside the home, we were church families, and we were both good students. We graduated together and our parents g*fted us a two week trip to London, Paris and Rome with a tour company specializing in high school students.

It was during that trip, far away from home, walking the halls of the Louvre that we stopped to look at a painting and my bff kissed my cheek and told me she loved me. The moment didn't go unnoticed to me, I took her hand and whispered in her ear that I lived her too. At the moment neither one of us was declaring romantic love. But we shared a room on the trip and we became intimate, bit by bit until we had performed oral sex on each other.

We went to college, lived together, we weren't ashamed to show intimacy in front of our families, we held hands at church. For all that we never considered ourselves gay or lesbian. We were best friends.

Along came a guy who pursued me aggressively. My bff told me not to have sex with me, if I did he would own me. She was very serious, not just cautioning me. That ended me speaking with the guy. Later as working in the workforce I met a guy who did get to me and like she said he owned me. This created a problem between me and my bff. That led to him owning her too. And that is how we are owned by the same man.