This is important, up front: I was young, and had no appreciation for what I was doing. My morals were clearly lacking. The college years were some time ago and I’m writing out these stories so I don’t lose the memory of them completely, including the ones where I was being a bit of an asshole. Every one of these stories is completely true to the best of my recollection, except names have been changed. You will know the stories are true because I usually come across as a total asshole.
But I meant well.
Okay. Senior year of college I had a sweet arrangement with two other friends where we shared a big house off campus. It wasn’t a bad place, considering it was meant for college students, and we often had people over for drinks and dinner and such.
One of my roommates, Brad, was like me – a little too invested in classes during senior year to have a regular girlfriend. My other roommate, Kyle, however, had been going out with JP for a couple of months. They seemed like two people who had somewhat little interest in each other’s lives but fucked like bunnies whenever they could. Little did I know.