In our sophomore year of college my dorm roommate and I moved into a one bedroom apartment close to campus. We had twin beds and we traded them in for a queen size, it never bothered us to sleep together. As long as we had been in college neither one of us ever had a date, but the night that everything changed my roommate went out with this guy she met at the student union.

I met him late that night when he brought her home. I was asleep in bed and they woke me up. When I went out he had her face down on the couch and he was giving her anal sex. He looked at me and he continued, I called her name and she turned her face to me with a look of bewilderment. A couple of moments later and he finished with a moan of satisfaction and slit out of her and got up. His penis, legs and part of his stomach covered in blood, he butt and the back of her legs covered in blood and what else, shit. He pushed me aside and went into the bathroom and got in the shower. I picked up my roommate and helped her stand. She had her period and she had had pulled out her tampon to fuck her and since she complained he also fucked her in the ass.

After he got out of the shower I took her in there and washed her and helped her get dressed with clean clothes. The sofa was totally ruined. He demanded that I fix him a sandwich, he wanted a grill cheese. He pinched my butt and then got ahold of my breast. He ate his sandwich and he said he was going to stay the night. By then my roommate was composed and she told him he better leave, I wasn't so nice I told him to leave. He ignored us and he got undressed again and got in our bed and fell asleep.

He never left us alone after that, he had the walk through the house, the refrigerator and slept in our bed. He had the habit of hogging all the bed so we had to slip in beside him on the edge of the bed and we had to fight for space. It was a game with him, sometimes we had pajamas on and sometimes we had to take our pajamas off to get in bed. He played eeny meeny miny mow with us to decide who got his attention. He liked poking our nipples and he liked us washing his penis with a hot towel like a couple of geisha girls. We spent the rest our days at college with a live in boyfriend/brother who never let us date or see any other guys. He wasn't jealous he said, but he was very jealous, he ran around keeping us honest, keeping two girlfriends just about killed him.

We graduated from college having only had sex with one man, we graduated having lived with a man for three years, we graduated with a man who decided that he was going to keep us after graduation and he let us decide we would stay. Why fight a battle you can only lose? a battle we lost when we first met him. Our lives got complicated, jobs, home, finances. After two years we agreed to split, with him taking up residence on his own. For some reason, women can share everything, whether it is chores or money, they can even share a man. But a man wants to be the boss of everything, so we split up because we just grew up and wanted a say in how we lived and it wasn't a game anymore.