I squatted in front of mine. I quietly unzipped my suitcase, retrieve my "double disaster", and zipped it back up. I reached for the door handle when ...ne of my roommates yawned loudly. I froze in place until the room was silent again. Then I wrapped my fingers on the knob, pulled it slowly, and got one foot outside."Hey, where you going?" a sleepy voice noisily asked.I turned my head, put my fingers to my lips, signaling Melissa to shut the hell up. I didn't want to wake up Wendi or Tammi.. Tried to find a way to make things better. Maybe I just try too hard I mean, lord knows I try. But all I have are my memories. No one stays with me long, in fact, I've never been able to keep a friend for more then four years. I know that seems like a short time considering I'm not very old but I already feel the weight of this self loathing. I don't want it any more. Sorry Diary I have to cut it short. Someone’s knocking on my door. I have to divert attention to something, anything...As long. I then lubed the candle and managed to insert it past my sphincter. My erection subsided but I started to enjoy the sensation of being penetrated. When 7 or inches had disappeared up my anus, I began to slide the candle in and out, gradually increasing the speed. All of a sudden I started to thrust my arse onto the candle and felt a tightening of the muscles in my arse. Thrusting faster and deeper I finally withdrew the candle and felt a strange orgasmic sensation.There was a knock on the door,. My encounter with Colleen was a missed opportunity but when you're 17, without a lot of worldly experience, it's easy to miss signals. I always regretted missing her signals.Colleen worked with my mother in an office. She was just out of college and this was her first job, her first apartment, and the first time to be alone in a big, new city. Mom took Colleen under her wing and tried to help her any way she could.One Saturday morning, Mom asked me to take a package to Colleen's apartment. I.