"Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Erin asks you directly, her voice cracking as she tries to hold back her tears.

Before you answer you look over to Samantha and she nods, "Tell her the truth."

"I'm Craig," you explain. "I answered her Craigslist ad."

"And you came here to fuck her?" the blonde asks, looking at her ex-girlfriend.

"Yes," you reply.

The blonde takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself, before speaking again. "How many other guys did you fuck?"

"None," Samantha replies. "Craig was my first."

"First client?" Erin asks, glaring at you.

"Yes," Samantha answers.

"So you're a whore?" Erin spits in disgust.

"She's not a whore!" you snap but Samantha puts her hands on the two of you before tempers get out of hand.

"I needed the money to pay for next month's rent," Samantha explains. "You left me in precarious position holding the lease to this place!"

"Yeah, I did..." Erin sighs, casting her eyes down. She looks up at her ex-girlfriend and asks, "You're not going to keep fucking strange men to get the rent money?"

"No," Samantha replies, squeezing your knee to make sure you don't do anything rash.

"I offered to be her roommate," you gloat with a not so subtle smirk.

"So you just met him last night, fucked, and now you're going to live together?" Erin gasps.

"Yeah," Samantha nods. "Again, I was ****..."

Erin sits there and just silently stares at the two of you. You can't tell with her poker face if she's just processing what she was told or just trying to calm herself before she lashes out again.

"Erin, we broke up," Samantha whispers, "so who I sleep or live with is my choice now."

The blonde looks at her ex-lover then stares at you with her blue eyes. "You fucked me."

"I... I'm sorry..." you blurt out.

"You came in me!" Erin growls.

"Erin, calm down!" Samantha begs.

"You know how hard it is to try to remain calm when I had a big cock shoved into my pussy against my will?"

"But you seem to enjoy being fucked by my big cock," you blurt out and regret saying it immediately.

The two girls stare at you with wide eyes.

You expect Erin to jump over Samantha and strangle you but instead she sighs. "Yeah, I did..."

"Erin, we were all caught up in the moment..." Samantha tries to assure her but her ex-lover interrupts her.

"No, I'm sorry," the blonde mutters. "I blamed you for saying you were bi and enjoyed real cocks. I told you... no, myself... that I am... a lesbian... I..." She begins to sob.

"Baby..." Samantha leans over to hug her ex-girlfriend.

"I wasn't always a lesbian," Erin sniffs. "I dated men. I got fucked by men. I got used by men..."

Samantha strokes Erin's head as the two women cry.

"That's why I dated you," Erin reveals. "You didn't use me like my ex-boyfriends did."

"But you still wanted to be fucked by a cock so that's why I always had to wear the strap-on?" Samantha wonders.

"Yeah..." Erin nods.

"I needed a cock in me too!"

"I'm sorry..."

You to continue silently sit and watch the two girls hug and cry. They wipe each other's tears away and smile before kissing. You are sexually aroused at the sight but at the back of your head you wonder if the girls reconciled and you are no longer Samantha's roommate and lover?