I met Trina the first day of class as a freshman at Eastern Michigan University. We bumped into each other in the hallway and she dropped a couple of books. I looked her over as I helped her pick up her books and saw that she was a great looking girl. I followed her into the classroom and when she picked a seat I took the one beside her.
We introduced ourselves as we waited for the instructor to show up and I found out that she was eighteen, from Romulus, and hadn't yet declared a major. She found out that I was twenty-two, originally from Ypsilanti, but was just out of the Navy after putting in four years right out of high school.
One thing I had learned in the Navy is that when you were on liberty your time was limited so you didn't waste time when you saw an opportunity and I couldn't see that civilian life could be all that different so I asked Trina (short for Katrina) if she would like to have coffee with me after class and she said that she would love to. That date led to a second and then a third and then we kind of slipped in to being a couple. Nothing really serious at the time — just really good friends who spent a lot of time together. We dated and made out a lot, but not much more. I wanted to make it into more than it was, but Trina kept saying that she wasn't ready for something like that so I didn't push it.
We had been dating for a little over a month when I got her to my apartment. When we got inside my apartment I offered her a beer and then we sat on my couch and talked. After a little bit we started making out. I was kissing her and I touched her breasts and I half expected her to push my hand away, but she reached down and rubbed my cock through my pants. Her hand went to my zipper and I pushed my tongue into her mouth as she reached inside my jeans and worked my cock out. She broke the kiss and lowered her head and I moaned in pleasure as she took my cock in her mouth. She worked on me for several minutes and then she stood up and said:
Trina was not a virgin and in fact she was, if anything, more experienced than I was. She liked oral and anal — which I had never done — and she liked positions that I had read about, but had never tried or seen. I wondered how an eighteen year old could have gotten that experienced, but I was smart enough not to ask.
After that first time Trina and I averaged having sex about three times a week and it was always the same. We started out with me going down on her and then we made love following which she would go down on me until I was ready again and then she had me butt fuck her. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven.
Two months after our first sexual encounter Trina asked me if she could move into my apartment with me. She was having major problems at home and needed to get away from her stepfather. I didn't pry, but I sensed that step-daddy was wanting some of what I was getting and was getting real close to not taking "no" for an answer. I naturally said yes and Trina moved in.
My sex life immediately improved to four and sometimes five times a week. The major effect that Trina moving in had on my life was that I spent a lot more time with her and the more time I spent with her the more I wanted to make our arrangement permanent. Trina kept saying that she wasn't anywhere near ready to settle down. Just how ready she was to not settle down I found out three months after she moved in with me.
I had received a call from a buddy who had been in the Navy with me. He was in town and wanted to get together for dinner and a couple of drinks. I told him I would meet him and introduce him to my girlfriend. We arranged a time and place and then I called Trina.
"Oh good. I was just about to call you. I just heard from my mom. My stepfather is out of town on business so I'm going to go and visit my mom tonight. Why are you calling?"
I knew that she hadn't seen her mother in months so I wasn't going to get in the way of her going to visit and so I just said:
"I was wondering what you would like for dinner. I was going to cook tonight. Since you won't be there I guess I'll just have some soup and a sandwich. What time will you be home?"
"I'll probably spend the night at mom's. I'll see you after class tomorrow."
"Okay honey. Enjoy your visit."
"Bye baby, I'll see you tomorrow."
I went home to the apartment, showered, changed and headed out to meet Barry at Toby's Bar and Grill which was in Ann Arbor and I pulled into the parking lot of Toby's just in time to see Trina come out of the place. Funny, but I never would have imagined that Trina's mother would have a brush cut and a mustache. I watched her and her "mother" go over to a car and get in. Once inside she slid over next to the driver and he started the car and pulled out of the lot. I watched them drive away and tried to suppress the anger I was feeling. I wasn't sure what pissed me off the most; Trina stabbing me in the back or lying to me. Then I realized that the two were one and the same. I got my emotions under control and went inside Toby's to meet Barry.
Trina didn't come home that night and she wasn't there when I left for my first class at ten. I spent a good part of the day thinking about what to do where Trina was concerned. Most of it was wasted time. Confronting her over what I saw wouldn't mean much. She had not made a commitment to me. We were living together, but it was more a friends with benefits relationship than anything else. It didn't matter what scenarios I came up with there was only one thing I could do.
I got home first that night and had dinner ready when Trina got there. She put her arms around me and went to kiss me, but I turned my head so she got my cheek instead of my lips. She pulled back and gave me a look and I told her that I felt like I was coming down with something and didn't want to give it to her. As we ate dinner I said:
"I've been doing a lot of thinking lately Trina. I've given a lot of thought to what you have said about not being ready to settle down. I've decided that you are right. We are young and we do need to take some time to look around. I've decided that I'm going to give up this apartment and try dorm life for a while. The lease is up this Friday (not true, but she didn't know that) and I've already told them that I'm not going to renew so we have to be out of here by four on Friday."
"Where will I go? I don't have any place I can go. I can't go back to my mother's."
"You'll think of something. You could always give the women's dorms a try. You have three days and I'm sure that you will be able to come up with something."
I stood up and said, "I'm going to take something for whatever it is that I'm coming down with and turn in. Goodnight."
When Trina came to bed I pretended to be asleep and I ignored her when she snuggled up next to me. In the morning I got up without waking her and left. When my last class was over I went to the library and studied. I hit the student cafeteria for dinner and then went back to the library. I went back to the apartment around eight ready to face a weeping Trina and was surprised to find out that she wasn't there. None of her things were there either. She had moved out without even saying goodbye. I would miss her, but I was young and I would get over it in time. The end of the term and the start of summer vacation was three weeks away so I buckled down and crammed for finals and put Trina out of my mind.
Finals out of the way I sat down and reviewed my financial situation. I had enough in the bank to see me through to a degree as long as I didn't spend any of it on too many other things like for instance, summer vacations. I decided that I needed to get a job to fill my time and make a few dollars.
I found a job at a car care place doing oil changes and grease jobs. I'd been there a little over three weeks when a problem came up. It was a Saturday and two of the mechanics had called in sick. I was passing through the office when I heard the manager pissing and moaning about being short on manpower and having a full schedule with a couple of brake jobs waiting. I stopped and told him that if I could borrow some tools I could help out by doing the brake jobs. I did three that day along with two oil changes and went home that night with a raise in pay. From then on I worked on whatever Hal (the manager) wanted me to. Except mufflers. I just could not get the hang of bending pipe.
The Saturday I got the raise I decided to go out and have a drink or two to celebrate. I was sitting at the bar working on a PBR when someone slid onto the stool next to me and said:
"Hey sailor, buy a girl a drink?"
I turned and saw Amy Collins. She was a girl that I had shared some classes with during the last term. I waved the barmaid over and Amy ordered a Cosmo and then asked:
"Are you alone tonight? I've been watching you for half an hour and I haven't seen Trina."
"Trina is history."
"Dare I ask why?"
I'd had just enough to drink that I as in a talkative mood so I told Amy the story.
"Poor guy. So are you down on all women now?"
"Not hardly. I guess when classes start up again for fall term I'll go looking."
"What am I sailor, chopped liver?"
"You? Why would you want to saddle yourself with me?"
"Straight up one hundred percent truth?"
"That's the best way."
"I've seen you with Trina. I saw how you treated her. You are a nice guy Rob. Trina lived with you for a while and she always seemed happy and that's a good sign that you were taking care of business where it counts."
"Where it counts?"
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