The weeks had flown by after I discovered how much I really liked spending "quality time" with my roommate Jessie. We had gotten into a routine. After class each day, we'd eat dinner together in the dining hall, go upstairs, do some homework, watch TV together, and then go to bed early to fool around for at least an hour or so. I had started to see Jessie as much more than just my best friend. I realized one day that she was my lover, and that I had the same feelings for her that I had for boys I had dated in high school. But, I knew I still liked men. I didn't really understand how it was possible, but I had no complaints.
One night, Jessie turned switched off the TV a little early. "Hey," I said, "there's something good on that I want to see."
"Oh, I've got something even better for you to see." She had that sneaky, horny look in her eye. I felt my stomach flip, knowing that something both exciting and scary must be coming. Jessie had made a personal mission out of corrupting me, and she loved shocking me with new sexual adventures.
I sat nervously on the couch as she went over to her dresser and opened the top drawer. She pulled out something long, shiny, and black. Suddenly I realized what it was.
"Jessie! A dildo??"
"No Kerri...dildos don't vibrate." She grinned.
"Oh geez, get that thing away from me."
"What's wrong with you?"
"That thing is huge. It'll hurt like hell."
"That's why we're going to take it slow," she said.
I shook my head. No way was I having that thing go in me. Besides, my sex life had gotten crazy enough for the time being. A sex toy was going too far.
"Kerri," Jessie said, sitting down beside me. "I love you. I want you to be happy, sexually speaking. Now you're going to lose your virginity, to a guy I mean, at some point, right?"