What a night_(0)
I am not sure if I would call the events of the night consenting rape or simply poor decisions, but it resulted in the most bizarre sexual experience of my life. I had just turned 21 and was finishing my senior year of college. I had been a slut so far in college and had no intentions of changing that now. I was out to the bars one Friday night and honestly, on the prowl to get laid. I was attractive, 5’6 brown hair, blue eyes athletic build with perky 34b tits. I usually had no trouble picking up guys and that night was no exception. I met Frank that night in the bar and we hit it off pretty good. I was wearing a short black skirt and white low cut blouse. He commented …