By Mister-X/Spartan
I grew up in the big city. My college roommate grew up on a country ranch. Our backgrounds couldn’t have been more different. But we hit it off from the first time I set foot into our dorm room.
I was bringing in my stuff to load into the room, when I saw Darren making knots in some rope. I had been into being bound for the last five years. When I saw the rope I said something like “I hope you’ll use that rope on me, roomie”.
Darren looked over at me and got a big smile on his face. “It sounds like I’m going to enjoy rooming with you!”
I put my stuff down and said “hi, I’m Louis Short. Just call me Louie.”
“Hi, Louie. I’m Darren Hartford. And I love to tie guys up with my rope. You won’t be able to get out of any rope work I do.”
“Great! I love to be tied up. And I don’t want to get out.”
“Can I help you get your things brought in?”
“Sure. I’ve still got a couple more loads. My car is out front.”
After we’d brought everything up and I parked my car, I started putting things away. Darren and I started getting acquainted then, and we found out where we were from and what we were majoring in at school. We checked our classes and found that, while we didn’t share any classes, they were at pretty much the same times, giving us some extra time together. At that thought, we both started getting smiles on our faces as we thought about the possibilities.
