High School parties were okay, but football players parties were the bomb! I was playing football for EFA in NY and dating the cheerleader assigned to me. Kinda assume to think how things fell into place.
Anyways, one of the party nights ( friday ) I was staying home for some stupid reason that I cant remember. But I was talked into coming to the party when a friend of mine called and said my girl friend was drunk and need me. Up I went as quick as could be. I knew none of the guys would harm her becuase we were all team mates. When I arrived at the party I found her on the couch chit , safe and sound. I started getting into the party when she came up to me staggering. We kissed and almost made love on the spot, but I ended up taking her out for a walk to cool her down. We sat outside a block away and talked. Cuddled and watched the stars. She ended up passing out in my arms. She was beautiful, but could never handle her drink.
I picked her up and carried her back to the place. When we got inside, a friend gave me her room to let her sleep it off. Now I remember making her comphy but never took off more than her braw and panties. I covered her up, gave her a kiss and joined the party. I know some guys would take advantage of this moment, and I really wanted too... but our relationship was just begining and I think the beer was more on my brain.
Now, I can handle my drinks. I can do some wild keg . But I havent the foggiest idea what I drank that got me so drunk to go blank. Last thing I remember was taking round after round of Vodka and Jim Bean and a few others. Then I woke up hours later, cuddled next to my GF upstairs in the bed I placed her in. Typical Experiances everyone has... waking up naked next to some chic. She was stilled zonked out and looked lovely. I checked myself and her, we were both dry as normal so I know we didnt have sex... or did we? Then I noticed all the mmarker markings on my chest. Oh Man!
It took about a week for confessions to come out. I ended up discovering that my friends ( both male and female) ended up putting me up with her. And from what I got out, the chics enjoyed making me comphy.... yet.... another roommer was that they had a video tape made of us getting it on. But nothing came of it.
It still goes to ask, was I the hero bring back the girl from the woods or the conqueror who scored with his chic? I’ll let you deside. In the end, I still have the chic =)
~ Skip |
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