I went to France when I was 19 for an exchange program. I wanted to travel to a lot of countries, and I wanted to focus on my studying experience. Since I was young, I wasn’t that into partying or boys. I haven’t kissed anyone. Even less had sex. I truly wasn’t that interested. The first weeks were fun. I met a lot of people at the university, some great friends. I didn’t have as much money to travel around as I wanted. At a point, I got bored so I went out with my friends to drink. I had only done that at my place or some friend’s place. We went to a club to dance, something I loved to do but was too introverted to do it in such a public place.
I got really really drunk. I noticed guys looking at me, but I felt threatened rather than excited. I never had so much attention on myself. I danced with my girl friends and I like to be really close to the other person, so that got even more attention from guys until one just got into the group and danced with me. I felt a rush of feelings and just let it flow. That night, I made out with three guys and easily gave out my number. I thought that maybe only that night I could be a bit wild and then go back to my university life.