TL;DR I got drunk and decided to camp out with a free use sign in a strip club parking lot and let people do what they wanted to with my body.
I started writing this weeks ago, so the timeline is off. This is about my first time with free use after the death of a loved one sent me into a dark place. I’m still in that place and have had a couple more free use experiences since this. I’m at peace with my choices, for the moment.
From October:
I was pretty bored last night and was still reeling from my dangerous sexual escapades a couple of weeks ago (in another post if you’re wondering what I’m talking about), and decided to drink a bit. I started watching Bly Manor and decided to play a game where I drank every time a ghost came onscreen , so, as you can imagine, I was pretty wasted pretty quick.