A 'bad experience' converted us into lesbians

Mexico for Spring break. We went with this local to a party at a house on the beach. I was bent and twisted and stuck inside a dog kennel and my friend was told if she didn't get the money I would be sold to whorehouse.

She tried everything to get the money together, she was taken to the whorehouse where they told her I would be sold. She called my parents and they were able to raise the money and send it using a courier service was told to use.

The money came the next day and we were released in the whorehouse. We were far away from our hotel, and we didn't have any money. We finally convinced a cab driver that we had money back at our hotel.

We went home immediately, my parents never forgave me for being stupid, my friend and I got crazy and ended up in bed. We aren't really lesbians but that doesn't matter now we are. I know traumatic experiences affect everyone. Our worst adventure served to make us want one another. We have a book we bought, on how lesbians make love. Because we didn't know.

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