In the mid 70s I was at school at SMU in Dallas. I met a girl there and we got intimate pretty quick. We were careless and we were found out and asked to leave the dorm. Off campus lived a guy I knew who worked part time at the Dallas Morning News. He told us to get cover, not to be pegged as queers. His offer was for us to move in with him. We would be his girlfriends, sort of like hippies. We managed to stay in school, but he took advantage of us. He turned us into his girlfriends, and we slept with him in his king size bed. We were free to live together, to sleep together and to have sex together. He was easy to please, and we gave into him in sexual abandon. We never felt there was anything wrong with being his girlfriends, it allowed us to be girlfriends and live together. Our families did not approve, but we were in our own heaven.

Much later in the late 80s we split up and he moved on to marry his wife. She knew us and we have remained very close to him and his wife.