When I was in my early 20s I met this chick at a bar who was all over me the whole night. We ended up in the woods behind the bar after it closed, bare ass naked and rolling around in the leaves, just a one night stand. Neither of us realized it was a big patch of poison ivy. Yeah, so we both had it all over our assess and crotch bad and other less severe patches on our arms. We both thought we caught something from the other person. Fast forward about 7 years and one of my friends brought her to the beach for the 4th. It took us about an hour before we realized who we were and had a good laugh about it. She was a born again at that point,
, so no matter how hard I tried she wasn't interested in recreating that night. I almost convinced her when I reminded her how good my head game is, but then she went off about temptation and I'm trying to make her stray, blah, blah, blah. Yes, yes I was