We were at a party and I was sitting with a few of my guy friends, when Sandy came over, drunk. I looked at her, worried as hell. After all, she was Drew’s best friend and I didn’t want her hurting herself.
“Sandy, do you want to sit down?” I asked her.
“Sure thing, hot stuff,” she giggled.
I had a few drinks myself, but not so much that I wasn’t able to stand up, like Sandy had. A few of my guy friends went up to get some drinks.
“Want anything, Colton?”
“No thanks.”
“Come oooon! It’s just a little beer.”
“Can I just have some punch?”
“Fineeee.”
My friends were about as drunk as Sandy.
Next thing I remember, I’m chugging the punch, and I know it’s not punch, but my mind isn’t registering that and I won’t stop drinking it.
Its all fuzzy now, but suddenly Sandy’s grabbing my arm, asking, “Want to come upstairs?”
Not knowing what to think, I wanna see what’s so cool about upstairs.
Then Sandys taking her shirt off and I’m thinking of a name. Shrew? Lou? Dew? I can’t remember. But it doesn’t matter because all I can think about is making out with Sandy and then she’s pulling down my pants and next thing I know I’m lying next to her, naked. That’s when I realize what I have done, and get my clothes on, running out of that place and never wanting to see Sandy again.