Now I Believe My Sister, Now That I'm The Girlfriend

I joined my sister on a beach cottage long weekend. She's a flight attendant, and so were her friends. I was the only one normal. They brought booze, and somethings stronger. The party was for a girl's birthday. An all girl party. Booze, other stuff, naked, girl on girl. And I was the object of one of the girl's affections.

The night time objectives were many, dancing, making out, getting heavy. I'm not unworldly, but this was all new to me. Don't look down on me for participating. She had eyes for me, so I wasn't there by accident. My sister us one of them, this way I am one of them.

We slept in pairs, couples. Men are men, but women are women, and women can do things men can't do with women. I was there to learn, to have fun with them. I was the girlfriend. I slept with her.

The party lasted until no one was awake, then we slept. In the morning, breakfast, a walk on the beach, a dip in the ocean. As couples, and I was the girlfriend. Another all night party, learning, learning, learning, being the girlfriend. All fun and games, no hurt feelings.

I'm back at college, remembering, thinking, if being a girlfriend feels so good, am I one of them?