I look to her for guidance. If she is handling it, I let her. If she is into it, I'd let her go. If she is creeped out or seemed embarrased, I'd stick up for her, and tell the guy to fuck off. If it turned into a fight, it turned into a fight. Fuck it. I took a girl to a college party with a few friends back in the day. She started drinking hard and was pretty wasted after a couple of hours. She went out onto the dance floor, and I stayed with the group of friends that we were with. After about ten minutes one of the girls in our group asked me who she was dancing with. I looked and this dude had to be in his late thirties early fourties(we were both 21) and was freak dancing on her. She looked at me and gave me the save me look. I went over, put my arm in between them and said she's with me. We go back to the group and after about 10 minutes or so she is back on the dance floor. A few minutes go by and this guy is back trying to freak dance her. I walk over give him a little shove and say what the fuck, She's with me. He puts his hands up to signal that their is no problem and moves away. She was wasted at this point, and I was basically babysitting. Which pissed me off more, because this guy was clearly moving in on her because of this. So he backs off and she wants to keep dancing. I danced with her for a little bit. Then went back to get another beer. No shit as soon as I turn around. The creep is back. Have you ever gotten so pissed, that you aren't even pissed anymore. You just go into autopilot. That's what happened. So he's on the ground trying to get up and someone jumps on me from behind. It was a campus policeman who had been watching the whole thing unfold. He checked our i.d.'s then the creeps. They led him away and left us to party. About a half hour later it's clear this girl is in full blackout and it's time to go. She couldn't walk, so I literally had to fireman carry her drunk ass almost a half mile to the car. We hadn't had sex prior to this night, and we didn't have it on this night either. But I let her crash at my place, because she was way to messed up to drive. About 4:30 in the morning I wake up to a sound of her peeing. She thought she was in the bathroom and was fucking sleep peeing, on my clothes that were piled up next to the door. She obviously had no recollection of it when she woke up, and I let her go without ruining her day. But that was the last date I took that chick on.