The Year Of Madness

When I was 19 at University, I got drunk and allowed two guys to double penetrate me. This wouldn’t have been so bad if it wasn’t in a room full of students. I got a dreadful reputation. Afterwards, boys would just knock on my hall of residence door at all hours expecting sex. I once had one guy fucking me with two sat on my desk waiting. If it was the wrong time of the month, I’d just give blow jobs. Whenever my parents visited, I couldn’t wait to get them out of the halls just in case something was said. I have no idea what happened that first year, I was brought up in a respectable family, and had only had one long term boyfriend. The second year I moved into a house share with two female students I didn’t know, and the madness ended. If I’m ever asked, I never reveal my ‘number’ I simply deduct that year. Whilst writing this confession I tried to remember the number that first year at Uni. I can recall some of the names, as a few I knew them well, others are just faces; that gave a horrific figure of 38. However, I know there are more; I would put a figure of about 50 different boys that year.