Hey guys, I'm back with another story! This one's not from high school, but rather freshman year of college. I hope you still enjoy it!
This story takes place about a month into my first year of college. The first week I had met a guy named Jacob and we had hit it off and hooked up a few times, nothing serious though. Those encounters were fun but nothing worth writing about. This night, however, was different. We were in another friends dorm room with a group of people just drinking and hanging out like college students do. I probably had more shots than I should have, but I was by no means wasted. As the night progresses I end up sitting beside Jacob and we start getting a little handsy. Well, one of the other girls we were drinking with had gotten completely trashed and started puking on the floor, so Jacob and I decided it was a good time to leave. He tells me that his roommate had gone home for the weekend, so we headed to his dorm.