Right out of college when I was renting a room in a major city with an inconsistent job, I would regularly visit a good friend in a nearby metropolis on long weekends and other breaks. One year I happened to be on an extended couch crash spanning her birthday weekend. I didn’t realize at the time that I’d be intruding on her personal plans.
As it was normal for me to stay without a communicated end date, it seemed odd when she asked me straight out when I planned to leave. I told her I could go anytime and asked if she had a birthday date. She said not necessarily, that she was attending a party and I could go with her if I wanted. I said sure, might as well.
Before heading to the party she let me know I needed to register on a website. Thought it seemed weird but fine. Turned out to be a swingers website, and I had to make a profile. Suddenly I was embarrassed and anxious. I didn’t want to go anymore, but also didn’t want to make her feel ashamed or weird. When I was young I almost always took people up on out-of-the-ordinary experiences. I also do like kinky sex. In the end I decided to stick it out.