Chapter 2: Brenda, My New Roomie

A couple of weeks before school started I was notified of my dorm assignment and given the name and e-mail address of my new roomie. We’d exchanged a few things and pics but it wasn’t until I arrived at my new school that I actually met my new roomie for the first time.

Brenda and I got along fantastic from the start even though we were quite different in many ways. She was a perky redhead with freckles whose great boobs (ok, so I was a little jealous about those!) and looks were already catching the eyes of the upperclassmen. One of the unusual things about Brenda was that her family lived only about ten miles from school. As she explained it, her parents wanted her to stay in the dorms during her freshman year so she could have her “college life experience” and then live at home for the remaining three years to save money (living in the dorms IS expensive). As things turned out, I doubt they had a clue what “life experiences” she would be soon be having. No doubt if they did, they might’ve thought twice about the arrangement!

During our second week of school Brenda invited me to come over to her house for the upcoming weekend. Her parents lived just out of town near a small lake in a large two-story home. I was especially excited when she told me that they had a pool in the back yard. The weather in mid-September was still pretty hot at times so a dip in a pool sounded awfully inviting. Needless to say, I immediately agreed to go home with her! Besides, if nothing else it beat spending a weekend alone in my dorm room masturbating. Of course it wasn’t that masturbating was so bad - I could spend an entire weekend doing it. No, it was the being alone part that sucked. I’d been away from home less than two weeks and already I was so incredibly horny that I wasn’t sure I was going to hold out until Parent’s Weekend in October when my dad would come to “rescue” me.

My “problem” was being it was a private Christian school, there were VERY strict guidelines governing our lifestyles, particularly regarding sexual behavior. In a nutshell, “no sex” would sum it up pretty well. That includes anything on the Internet, which they warned they would be monitoring everything we did very closely. The dress code was rather draconian but nothing I couldn’t live with although it required a pretty drastic overhaul of my wardrobe from high school where pretty much anything went. Although not spelled out in any exact words, it was strongly implied that even masturbation was viewed as a sin as it involved lust and self-gratification and therefore couldn’t be tolerated.

After Freshman orientation, Brenda and I talked about these guidelines and for a while we both sort of danced around the subject. Although I had a feeling she wanted to say a few things she could have also been worried I might be some sort of prude and frankly, I had some of the same concerns about her. Finally, I decided to break the vicious circle of denial.