ARE YOU THERE, VODKA?
A fantasy ride goes awry for today’s intoxicated coed
During college I spent most of my social life engaging in drinking games with my crush and his friends. On our winter break, we chilled at a friend’s apartment, ordered pizza and decided to wash it down with cheap vodka. This was quickly becoming an everyday routine, except one particular day things went a little further.
Since we were getting trashed every day, I became overly confident in my ability to hold liquor. I would say things like “I love how vodka runs through my veins,” as I upgraded from shot glasses to tea cups! I was taking shot after shot, straight with no chaser. One teacup turned into two and two turned into four and before I knew it, I was dancing on the kitchen counter like I was a professional Coyote Ugly girl.
As my arms were being thrown into the air, so was my shirt, followed by my pants. My sister joined me and as the vodka was taking us into ecstasy, we didn’t realize we were putting on a strip show for my crush and all of his friends. The apartment soon became a topless bar and this crush of mine must have gotten turned on because he grabbed me and we started making out.
Next thing I know, we are having sex on the floor, mind you, in front of his friends!! I was riding him like a horse jockey and the faster I rode him, the more the room was spinning. I kept saying I wasn’t going to throw up, but I definitely felt it. Sure enough I threw up, right on his chest! Everyone was laughing except for him. I haven’t talked to him since.
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