I suppose it was indeed a time of experimentation and allowing ourselves to be free from all the parental rules. I lived with two other roommates in c...ollege. We all shared the rent of a single bedroom apartment. It was certainly way bigger than the dorms and gave one the ability to have some privacy, once in a while. More often than not Debbie and I would briefly lock the bedroom door and go at it for a good hour or so. We certainly inconvenienced my other two roommates more than we should. ”“That’s something I wouldn’t mind doing,” he said.“At least they’d know they were still looking for a living person,” I said. “But you wouldn’t be able to help them find the body if the person was dead. That would be sad.”“I didn’t think of that,” he said. “You’re right. I’d know right away if they were dead, and I’d have to tell all those loved ones the bad news. Maybe I wouldn’t want to work that way.”I imagined him arriving somewhere, and fearful parents holding out a photograph. It would. I told her she should go wake him up and show him how much she appreciated him.I went downstairs when I finished my shower and could hear the guest shower running. I quietly pushed the door open and saw Sarah pushed against the front of the shower with Travis fucking her from behind. Travis was fucking her nice and hard against the shower wall. It was quite the site watching the water pour over her as she was bent over with her hands against the shower. Travis had her by the hips and was using. "Ah no, I don't date," I answered feeling flustered. "No sense in it at the moment, couldn't afford to take anyone out now anyway, even if I did know a lady I could go out with. Which I don't.."She sat in silence thinking about that for a few moments. "Yeah I understand, its really sort of hard being alone," she said just under her breath, but then I sensed she really wasn't talking about me any more.Then she brightened and smiled looking at me. "So sometimes, we do whatever it is we need to do.