I’d had a pretty messy night out and vaguely remember leaving the club. I had an idea that I’d left with a guy but don’t remember the walk back. When I woke up in the morning I was convinced he’d gone but I turned over and he was still there. After talking for a bit we realised we hadn’t even gone to the same club that night so god knows how we met and why he ended up coming back to mine. I must have literally picked him up in the street.
We had both drunk so much we didn’t even remember hooking up but he condom litter in my room let us know we had. I was desperate for a shower but was still feeling really horny so asked if he wanted to join me. We spent the rest of the day going at it.
~ Miss J