Okay so last week I went and did a little bar hopping with my roomate and her boyfriend. We hit something like 5 or 6 bars in only a few hours and got pretty trashed. At one of the bars was this man, maybe late forties early fities,he had some beads around his neck and gave them to me. I didn't do anything he just gave me the beads. (This person knew my roomate from a different bar that she frequents) I thanked him for the beads made some real light conversation and then we went off to another bar. Nothing big didn't even think about it the next day other than the fact tat I had these Mardi Gras style beads. Well, my roomate has just informed me that the man is going around telling people that I went over his house later on that night and fucked the hell out of him. Apparently it was the best piece of ass he has ever gotten and he knows where he is going to get a piece from now on. Part of me laughs at this and the other part of me is extremely pissed off. First of all let me state that if I were to fuck this guy someone would need to beat the living shit out of me for being so desperate. I mean seriously, I would have to be passed out drunk to fuck this guy and at that point it wouldn't be considered something I consented to. Secondly, yes I do agree that if I had fucked this guy it probably would have been the best piece of ass he has ever gotten but he will never truly know that since I would never fuck him. Had I have known that this small meaningless conversation would lead to this, I never would have talked to him or accepted the beads. Some people just have such wild imaginations when they use their hand. See I may be pissed but I have a sense of humor too. I am going to go to the bar he is at and tell him I am pregnant with his child.
