"Just want everyone to know before I start this was a very low point in my life and I try not to relive it. However, I was asked to post it by a friend so after drinking a little bit I now have the courage to write it. Ok so it was my freshman year of college. I get a call from my friend, let's call him Teddy, asking me to come with him to visit our friend, let's call him Bobby, at Quinnipiac University. Two hours later we are in the car on the way. We get there and start ripping shots. The 3 of us kill a handle of Bacardi and we head out to some bar. We hop on the shuttle and all Bobby's friends are feeding us shots and we are pretty fucked up. On a side note these kids at QU are awesome and know how to have a good time. So back to the story. For some reason we couldn't get into the bar so we just head back to the dorms. We order Dominos and Bobby decides he's gunna buy a 30 pack for us 3. We ate the dominos and have a couple of beers each in the common room.
Next thing I know Teddy goes to sleep (lightweight), so its up to me and Bobby to finish this 30 which is now at about 25 beers. After awhile the crowd clears out and its down to me, Bobby, and this kid Marc. Us three are just chillin and all the sudden this girl comes out of the woodwork and starts talking to us. I'll call her Chastity because if I write her real name I might have nightmares again. Anyways, we were just drinking beers (btw Bobby is also a lightweight so I'm doing the majority of the drinking) and listening to this girl. She turns out to be fucking crazy. She has a girlfriend, claimed she's slit her wrists before, and is just plain talking crazy. Also, I neglected to mention that she is a solid 3 on the preferred 1-10 scale. She also flashed us a few times, but it wasn't too exciting....
Now onto the real story. We're all drunk and I'm really fucked up at this point and Teddy that loser has been sleeping for at least an hour at this point. She asks if anyone has to pee. I think I peed once the whole night so I defnitely had to go. I told her I'd go with her cause I really had to pee. But, I didn't realize I made a fatal mistake. Sober-me would never fall for it, but drunk-me did. Lesson learned: when a girl asks something like that she's pretty much asking who wants to hook up with her. So we go outside, I pee and she does God knows what. We head back inside I'm about to head back upstairs but she says no. Tells me to come sit on this couch in the lobby. Belligerent-drunk-me can't really object at this point. I go sit down on the couch not thinking anything of it and next thing I know she's eating my face. I''m not sure why but I don't refuse. Next thing I know she grabs my dick and tries to do me rawdog. I guess drunk me still has some common sense because I put a condom on even though she told me she was on the pill. We start doing the deed right there in the lobby of the dorms and I had a serious case of whiskey dick, I'm not sure if it was because she was hideous or I was just too drunk. Needless to say, this lasted over an hour. It started to get light out and she just hops off and tells me she has to go. And I'm stuck there with blueballs, which is never fun. Chastity gets up and walks away and tells me my wallets on the floor (remember this for later). I pick up the wallet and go upstairs to find Marc and Bobby passed out in the common room.
I now have hickeys on my neck and I am just contemplating why the fuck did I just do that. Fast forward to the next morning, me and Teddy leave and stop for gas. He has no money on him, so I tell him I got it. I look in my wallet and the atleast $60 that should of been in there was gone. This left me with blue balls and stole my money! And it gets worse. Later that day I get a phone call from Bobby and all his boys asking me if I banged Chastity. After I tell them what happened they say she might have herpes. This was definitely the lowest point in my life as I did not go out for the next three weeks until I got STD tested. Luckily, the tests came back negative and I am STD free. Happy Saturday everybody."
"Almost forgot ....
Moral of the story : you know how they say Don't drink and drive ..... well Don't drink and bone."
Hey man, we've all had a bad one, it's nothing to be ashamed about. As long as you dodged the herpes bullet, it's all good. Remember what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Except for herpes, that shit will come back with you.
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