Post-Breakup Hookup Disaster
I was feeling like s*** after he dumped me and decided to get picked up at a club and possibly get f*****. Met a few guys and thought a threesome might not be such a bad idea. We talked and I got super drunk. They took me to an alley and f***** me there. I remember riding one of them while sucking the other but not whether they were wearing any protection or not.
Apparently, I passed out and they left me there. I woke up in the middle of the night to a junkie or old bum humping my p****. I didn't even come to my senses until he finished inside after which I screamed and pushed him off, flailing my legs and probably landing on his jaw and b****. I was too terrified and ran off without looking for my clothes. Just got my purse. My phone and all my money were gone but I still had my keys.
The whole journey, I had to cover my t*** with my hands and occasionally my purse which was too small. I had nothing but a ripped mini skirt on and everyone seemed to enjoy my public walk of shame. I was too shaken to even ask for help and no one even offered anyway.
I thought I would at least be lucky to get home without anyone noticing me but unfortunately, the creep-neighbor saw me. He stuck around for my hand to slip and to get a peak. He got a good view while I was unlocking the door but fortunately, he didn't do anything.
I think I need therapy. I'm never going to drink again.