Worst, part one: A few of my friends were in the Army, and one of them decided to invite some kid that he was recruiting over to drink with us. It wasn't long before the kid wanted to impress us, and started to brag about some loose girls that he knew nearby. We convinced him to call them up and invite them over for some cheap whiskey and beer, since it was only guys at the party. Two girls eventually showed up, and for some reason my friends decided to call me sarge and pretend I was in the Army with them. Once we started playing drinking games, one girl was interested in my friend, and the other was interested in myself. At one point as she was holding onto my arm, we began making out at the table, in front of the small crowd. She then took my hand and led me down the hallway, taking off her shirt on the way to the bedroom. She pretty much immediately dropped to her knees and unzipped my shorts, and looked me right in the eyes and said, "I'm not a slut, I never do this." In my drunken stooper, I was inclined to not give a shit and go along with the notion, as my dick was back in her mouth. Next came the knocking on the bedroom door. It was the young recruit, pounding on the door and saying that (We'll call her Kate) needed her shirt and that they were leaving. Not to be interrupted, we moved into the bathroom that was in the bedroom and she continued her bobbing. Like a minute later, this kid had some how opened the locked door and was trying to barge into the bathroom as I was getting head. I still had my shoes on, so I stopped the door from opening with my foot. This fucker then threw the shirt at Kate, and was yelling that they needed to leave. This drew the attention to the rest of the party, and they were all in the bedroom watching this happen. She was pretty embarassed and put her shirt on, and I was pissed off and was ready to punch this kid a few times. My friend stopped me, begging my not to beat up his recruit because he'd get in trouble and explained that he had the other girl's number, and he would invite them back over the next night.

Part two: The next day, my friend was having people back at his apartment. My friend had been texting the girl from the night before, and both her and Kate were coming back that night. She explained when she got there, that the kid from the night before was upset, because that was her ex boyfriend, that she never slept with. We were in a smaller college town, and there was a scheduled power outage to work on powerlines at 3am, which we deemed "blackout nights" and would proceed to drink until we blacked out. The girls came over and we played drinking games until the power went out. Once the power was out, most of us went outside to drink some more beers since no one could see us. The apartment building was behind a grocery store, and for whatever reason, we started punching out car windows in the parking lot (I know, we were assholes) and eventually ran back to the apartment. Once we got there, the Kate girl wanted to go back outside with me and have some fun too. I walked with her to behind the grocery store, and at one point we started making out. I was trashed at this point, and I remember she said she was cold. I told her that I could fuck her, to warm up. We went behind the storage area for the dumpsters, and started out with her bending over. I'm a tall guy, and she was pretty short, so that wasn't working well. Then we tried doggy style... on cement. That skinned my knees pretty quickly. Next, she started to ride on top of me. That messed up her knees. After some more random positions, the pain of trying to bang on cement was no longer worth it. She then started to blow me again while I was fingering her, but the whiskey dick was strong that evening. After a good ten minutes, I told her we could go back to the apartment and try again later, because it just wasn't going to happen. I finished off the night with some more heavy drinking, and woke up the next morning out on the living room floor. My friend was on the couch closest to me, and he was just waking up too. I held my hand up to his face and asked him to smell my fingers, and then noticed the horror of my hand being covered in blood. He started gagging, and I puked a little in my mouth. I hadn't noticed the night before, because there wasn't any power and we only had a few candles to light the apartment, plus I blacked out. Once I washed my hand several times, I had to take a piss. I unzipped my pants to find that my underwear was bloody, and my pubes. More gagging continued. I jumped in the shower to wash everything off, and then it dawned on me... my dick didn't have any blood on it... because she had given me a blowjob after our failed attempt at unprotected sex behind a dumpster. Definitely never contacted her again. I did run into her when I was getting coffee at a drive through stand several months later. She actually hid from the window when she first saw me, and I just turned and looked the other way. I threw my coffee out of the window, once my friend drove away. And around 6 years later, I got a text that said "Hey! This is Kate!" I never opened it, as I had been in a serious relationship for several years at that point. I've also been tested since then, so I have no idea why she would want to revist our encounter that many years later. Unless I have a child that I am unaware of. Use protection, kids. Even in college.

Best: Intercourse with the woman I love and care for, sober.