Things take a sexual turn when I roll with [M]y good [F]riend

Samantha was a hipstery, slightly gothy girl, 21 years-old and fairly tall, matching my height at six feet. She had a lithe frame with shoulder length black hair, as well as a septum piercing and ear gauges. Her breasts were petite and perky, and her ass supple and toned. Sam was gorgeous and attracted a lot of attention from men. I myself had never been able to help but appreciate her body. I was a 19 year-old tattooed punk kid with long, waist length hair.

The night in question, sometime in 2008 or 2009, I joined her at a house party thrown by friends of ours. They had just come into possession of a large quantity of ecstasy and wanted to end the MDMA virginities of those of us who had never taken it. We all knelt down as the ecstasy was ritually placed on our tongues and the night truly began.

Fast forward several hours and the party is breaking up. Sam okayed me passing out at her dorm room that night (she had no dormmate and therefore had a spare bed) and we trudged there through the night, still very high.