And We Are Still Together All These Years Later

I had a college boyfriend. After college we went different ways. I moved to the Dallas area and he went to the west coast. I was living with a roommate when he came to visit. He was stricken by her, which made me jealous. I took it out on her, "why are you so pretty?"

Well, he felt bad about it and to keep us both happy he got in bed with both of us. By the time we relaxed and agreed how we were going to fall asleep, he had taken his liberties with us. The lights were off, the clock on the dresser showed it was after one in the morning, I had my arms around her, cuddled tight against me. We shared a pillow, and kept a space between us and him.

As morning broke, I was on my back and her head was on my chest and her leg over me. He was not in the bed, and we repositioned ourselves with my arms around her holding her tight against me. Her eyes opened, her smile was real, I kissed her cheek and welcomed the day with her. She claims that at night when I was cuddling her to me, I was kissing her and telling her I loved her.

We found my old boyfriend asleep on the couch. He let us know he thought what we were doing was terrible, people went to hell for it. Little did we know that all cuddled up we sleep loved each other, and we did repeat how much we loved one another.

He left after lunch, and we stood at the front door, with my arms around her, watching until the cab left with him. Our first long wet kiss followed, and as I held her I told her I loved her.