Cured of being a good Samaritan
It had been a good night, and it looked like it was getting even better. Drink had been flowing very freely indeed, and since the city where I live is not exactly a Mecca for clubbing, it was pretty light hearted and fun. I was pleasantly surprised by a very cute girl buying me a drink (I'm bisexual) and was having a pretty good time with her. She was drinking very very heavily. As in triple shots of vodka heavily, one after the other, and since I had no plans to take her home I was a bit worried about her. She couldn't spot her friends, and though she could remember her college (just about) she couldn't remember her room number, and she'd lost her phone.

Gritting my teeth, I decided the best thing was to take her back to mine, let her sleep it off in my bed and kick her out in the morning with a lecture on knowing alcohol limits and not going home with strangers. She thought it was for sex obviously, but I managed to get her back, on her side and looking quite ill. She tried to tug me down for a kiss, but I really wasn't in the mood. As I tugged away she vomited on me.

Really, truely spectacular vomit. Like a fountain of undigested food and alcohol spewn out onto my top. Now I don't mind blood, and most bodily fluids don't freak me out at all, but there is something about vomit that seriously disgusts me. I had to take off my top in case I vomited myself. Since I was apparantly very drunk I thought it would be the right idea to hunt for some sponges etc to clean it up in this state.

Eventually with the help of a friend I got the girl in the shower and cleaned up, then put her back to bed. In the morning I escorted her out- she looked the most embarassed person ever.

However the worst was not over. Apart from the vomit stains on the floor, on my top and on my duvet, I had to deal with the person I share my sitting room with (we have bedrooms next to each other,) staring at me cautiously. Turns out she thought I'd brought a girl home for sex, and then had sex in the shower with her. But she claimed the weirdest thing was dozily seeing me topless hunting for cleaning implements, since she assumed that I wanted them for the next round.

It definitely cured me of doing the right thing!

Apologies for length etc.
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Thu 7 Jan 2010, 18:03, 2 replies)

Cleaning instruments for the next round?
The mind boggles. Cif just doesn't work for me.
( Blind Meach Cautiously optimistic, Fri 8 Jan 2010, 9:36, closed)

I know,
she must have thought she'd ended up rooming with someone with really weird fetishes
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Fri 8 Jan 2010, 16:51, closed)