So around 23 or 24 (26 now) I went to a party in my college town after graduating and living there working at a liquor store and bartending, alcohol was clearly a big part of my life even more than now.
I met the COOLEST guy, he had sold everything he owned and was traveling across the country, relying on people to let him sleep on their couch, hitching rides, feed him, etc., etc. The more “interesting” the person…the more I just can’t help myself.
So I, someone who did not live at the house and didn’t even know the owner’s, had just the most amazing sex with this stranger on a couch in an unfamiliar living room without a condom because why would a vagrant or a dumb slut have condoms on their person with the chance of hooking up at a random party?
Afterward, I put my clothes on, kissed him goodbye, and went home.
The next morning I called my best guy friend about this couch surfing free spirit and how we had such a great time and amazing sex but he could just not stop laughing at me! I kept asking what was so funny and finally, he told me “Riley…you just fucked a homeless dude, on a stranger’s couch, and went to bed without even thinking twice…I love you, but that’s some next-level slut shit right there.”