Two Japanese American Girls Who Found Each Other And Never Left Again

At sixteen I kissed with another girl. We were best friends. After that kiss we grew apart, we were both embarrassed. It was ten years later that we met again at the funeral of a friend's parents. Overwhelmed at seeing each other we fell into a long embrace, crying. And we became close again, in the intimate world.

Today, we are older, wiser. We made decisions to become normal, live in the normal. We found suitable men, were married, made families, homes, careers. But never more than a phone call apart. Best friends, who remained intimate all these years.