I somehow stumbled across you at that magical moment when all 10 of
the night’s cocktails kicked in and I was unable to really stand or
comprehend spoken English. It was the perfect symphony of extreme
intoxication, lack of more acceptable booty calls, and the sort of bad
weather that makes you want to seek refuge after closing time that made
inviting you back to my place seem like a fantastic idea. I was
slightly less enchanted the next morning, when I begged you to leave
unnoticed and refused to offer you my actual name and phone number. By
the way, smooth move finding my phone and using it to call your own
phone. Needless to say, I hope to never have another run-in with you as
long as I live. But I do have to give you special thanks. Why? I
thought I had seen it all when it came to flagrant disregarding of
one-night-stand protocol, but you proved me wrong. It felt awesome to
explain to the friendly police officer who came around knocking today
why my neighbors reported a strange and totally naked man staring in
their window from my patio and masturbating at dawn’s first light.
Honestly it was one of the most amazing experiences of my life; the
friendly officer even threw in a lecture on personal safety and good
decision making. I am now stuck living here. If only I could have stuck
you with some form of VD! Oh, to dare to dream! 
I, Anonymous
One Night with You Was Too Much
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In Reference to this:
Not to get too self righteous here, but you kind of deserved that.
Why?
Because whenever a woman gets drunk (and I’m speaking as a woman here), she might as well hang a sign around her neck saying “Hi! I am incapable of making good decisions, defending myself, or running away! Creeps, losers, and sickos, PLEASE take advantage of me!!!
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:Uhmmm, perhaps when YOU get drunk you come off as a woman incapable of making good decisions, defending yourself or running away, but please, don’t speak for the rest of us.
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So this guy, while nude, sneaked out of the house at dawn while his hostess was still sleeping, jacked off while looking into the house of the neighbors, who happened to also be awake at dawn, then sneaked back into the house, all unbeknownst to the hostess? Then, instead of getting out of Dodge, he proceeds to hang out at the house longer?
Possible, but unlikely.
@17. I get what you’re saying, and unfortunately, you make a point. Women are at greater risk of sexual violence than men. However, blaming the woman for not being alert at all times does nothing but strengthen the victim blaming culture we live in. We should not be the ones scrutinized for our behaviour. The responsibility should be on the men to, you know, not be rapists. It’s not that difficult. I’m a horny bitch and I have managed in all my 26 years on the planet to not sexually violate ANYBODY. If I can do it, the boys can do it too. In the meantime, being street smart is a great thing. But please, let’s not pretend that women not having the freedom to move about public space, drink alcohol and have casual sex will stop the problem. You know, since it worked so damn well in places like Afghanistan.