HG

One of my male friends whom I’d been friends with for years came to visit me while I was working on the road recruiting students for a college. He was in the military and a die hard Christian so it was out of character for him to drink but he brought a bottle of scotch anyways. The night started out with 1 drink and ended in many more. I had plans to meet up with out mutual friend (his bet friend) the next week for a date and he knew about it – he said he was happy for us. Since the hotel I was staying in had 2 beds I said he could spend the night, I crawled in to one bed, he took the other and I turned out the lights. I fell asleep almost instantly. When I awoke, I felt a heaviness on my body and could feel his wet lips on mine. I stayed still, awake for a few seconds to process what was going on – my shirt was no where to be seen, he was kissing me and had wedged his body between my legs (still clothed in my pajama pants). I pushed him off the bed and climbed into the other, warning him to stay away from me. The worst parts came after when I told a close friend what happened and she said “Don’t be so ungrateful, he’s hot.”