Dear Diary - Part 1 - Sex Stories

Dear Diary - Part 1

... There was this Japanese girl called Yoko. I wanted to get to know her better, but she seemed to be really into this other guy. When I tried to talk to her, she kept facing away from me and paying attention to this other guy. No sense in trying to join a fight that I can’t win, so I moved on. I watched Yoko and the other guy leave the common room — presumably to go back to his room — and I focused my attention on the other people who were still there. I became friends with a guy called Michael and his twin sister, Michelle. At first, I was really confused. They both had long blonde hair that reached down to their waists, and since they were twins, their faces really looked alike. I talked to them for a while, and clicked with both of them. But seriously, they looked so much alike that for the first few minutes, I couldn’t tell them apart. And really, the only way to tell them apart was that Michael’s shoulders were slightly more muscular and his voice was obviously that of a man. It was his sister, Michelle, that I liked the most. She had bright blue eyes and a slender waist. She had a high nose and her smile was sweet and bright. They do say that a girl looks prettiest when she is smiling, and at no time has it been more true than then. “Hey Louis, what do you study at LRU?” she asked me. “We are both planning to major in history and English,” Michael said. I told them that I wasn’t sure what I wanted to major in yet. Maybe go into engineering like my dad? Or become a ...

... high school teacher like my mom? I really wasn’t sure. “There’s still time to decide,” Michelle said. “Even though I say I want to major in English and history, I’m not sure if I will choose that in the end.” “Yeah, we’re just saying — maybe,” Michael shrugged. The three of us continued to talk and I noticed that Michelle’s gaze was intensely trained on me. Whenever I talked to her, her blue eyes met mine and it felt like she was staring right into my soul. Wow, that was almost intimidating. Maybe she has a thing for me? Would be kind of weird for us to go out together if I was friends with her twin brother too. I’m thinking too much. I shouldn’t get full of myself. Maybe she just finds me interesting. “There is a welcome dance tomorrow night. All the freshmen are going to be there,” Michelle said when the topic of orientation tours inevitably came up. “We should all go!” “Sounds good,” I replied. We were all freshmen, so we had all the free time in the world. At this point, no one could say that they were too busy to go. Classes hadn’t started yet and there was nothing else to fill our schedules. It was freedom in the truest sense. ---------------- I spent the rest of the day exploring the campus with Michael and Michelle. We took a look at the university library and the sports facilities. Incidentally, there was a basketball game between Dorm C and Dorm A. We went to cheer for our dorm — even though none of us were completely sure which dorm we were living in. Later when I ...