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I have always been a “good girl” all my life.  Well, okay most of my life.  I have occasional deviations once in a blue moon.  I don’t often randomly make out with numerous men.  I don’t sleep with random men.  At 31 I’ve slept with less than 10 men and I still think that number is high.  I don’t get physically intimate with that many men, especially ones that I don’t know very well.  Truth be told I got my first kiss when I was a senior in college and I lost my virginity when I was almost 24.  That was definitely an interesting summer.  The guy I was dating at the time was unfortunately in retrospect an idiot but he was pretty patient with that whole process but he for his ego purposes can say that he deflowered a virgin.  Truth be told I don’t know if I was really ever that into him and I definitely didn’t think he was hot but he grew on me and unfortunately the breaking up process with that one wasn’t the easiest.  I have always had friends who meet lots of guys whenever we went out and end up hooking up or going home with them.  That girl was never really me so when friends retell that story I rarely have anything to share.  But to be honest sometimes I have wanted to or thought about it but I think I get too connected being so intimate with someone and it’s hard to have an enjoyable experience if you don’t know the person that well.  However, when you add alcohol to the mix anything is possible!

I suddenly find that my life is actually kind of like a Sex in the City episode meets Wedding Crashers but no one crashed the wedding.  I was at a wedding this past weekend and I somehow ended up having one of the groomsman sleeping next to me in bed the next morning.  He was very tall dark and handsome.  I can recount our brief conversations after the majority of the guests had left and I started to mingle with some of the people who were in the wedding party.  We chatted briefly about running.  I asked him what he did and when he said he was in the DC area I said we should have lunch.  I think I wandered off or he may have and I remember talking to someone when he came over and said I’m stealing her for a dance.  I remember dancing with him and being twirled around and feeling kind of awkward since he was so tall.  I though didn’t think wow he likes me from that.  I remember walking through the woods to catch the shuttle back to the hotel and I don’t remember what he said but he just randomly kissed me which caught me off guard and my purse went flying.  I can recall being naughty on the bus ride back to the hotel and we were in someone’s suite for a bit where we were chatting and he was kissing me off and on for a bit and then he said did you want to get out of here which I did.  I made him meet me in my hotel room since I wanted us to leave separately.  He was slightly surprised but I was like whatever.  I just met your friends!

I remember he came in and we sat down on the bed and the next thing I know clothes were torn off and the rest of the night was a slight blurr.  But it is true that when you are horizontal anything is possible so it doesn’t matter how tall one person is.  So given the situation, a wedding, a lot of alcohol, a tall really good looking who has a charming personality and having had to listen to people go on an on about how cute he is along with some sexual tension considering I hadn’t had full blown intercourse for over two years anything can happen!

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