Re: the Official Nikki Nova thread
Hey K4K, I read the part you had in quotes first.....and I was like "wtf, how in the hell would any of that happen"....ha ha ha! Then I realized you were using that for illustrative purposes only. Ha ha ha!
Anyway, I guess I'll have to step up a 3rd time and share one that technically involved criminal behavior.....though no arrests were made.....but there was plenty of embarrassment to go around:
The story you are about to read is true, the names have been changed/omitted to protect the innocent.
I was a Junior in college, and it was my 1st year at Penn State. I went to one of the satellite campuses, which didn't really have anything resembling "the Greek System." But, being in student government, and having friends who attended main campus (they didn't offer criminal justice at the main campus, so I had no option), I got up to main a lot. One weekend my roommate, some friends, and I were invited to a frat party that was actually being held at the most popular night club in State College at the time, which they had rented out. Think massive house party, but inside a club. There were easily 150 people at least and a lot of the people I knew or were friends with. Nobody else was allowed inside, and the VIP section was open to whomever. The alcohol was flowing freely, as were the drugs probably, so everyone was really trashed.
My roomate at the time was sitting with me at the bar as we were pounding drink after drink. $25 for an open bar.....Hell, you know you can't beat that with a stick. I didn't really drink that often, but that nigh....fuck yes I was. Girls came and went as we continued to drink and dance. This one really hot girl came up to me and introduced herself. She was half Latina, half Italian.....and she was really tanned with a gorgeous body. Mind you, like I said, I was drunk off my fucking ass. I can't even remember what I said or what she said but soon enough I found myself headed to the bathroom with her. She looked back at me and gave me this look with her eyes that really said everything that needed said, as we headed downstairs and rounded the corner. Now with all of the other people getting drunk, the fucking line for the bathroom was at least 20 people deep. She looked about ready to give up, but her eyes kept sending me these messages that she wanted to do more than just use the restroom.
Anyway, we walked past the bathrooms and I push a door open that was a few rooms down. The room was totally empty......so I thought to myself....."awesome!!!!" You see, the downstairs part of the club was a club too (it was kind of 2 clubs in one building really)but that night it was closed off so everybody was upstairs. The only people who even went downstairs were people who had to use the bathrooms.
Well, we snuck into the room and started making out with each other, and I was pondering when to make "the move." Well, I didn't get to ponder long, because she was one step ahead of me unzipping my pants. Hell it seemed like we were literally tearing each others clothes off (probably because I was sooooooo drunk and all), trying to make out, in some dark fucking back room that we had snuck into. At the time, I felt like a bloody genius, and it seemed like it was a flawless plan.
Five minutes pass and my pants are at my ankles and she's totally buck naked herself. She's going down on me, but I really wanted to fuck at that point. So, I pulled her off me, and neither of us really had to say a word, it just kind of happened. At this point, here we are, fucking in a room of some nightclub, and none of us are even thinking about the possibility of someone walking in on us. I mean, everyone was UPSTAIRS. At the time, my mind was really concentrating on the "events at hand."
It really didn't dawn on me until the lights came on. I had really lost all regard for where I was, I forgot about everything but what was going on with me and her...everything else was an afterthought....if that. Then bam, the lights come on. I mean, bam, the lights ARE on.
I'm looking down at this girl and I'm soooo drunk that it takes a good 15 seconds to figure out what the fuck is happening. Let's see, I'm having sex. Okay, but where fuck am I? Well this isn't my bedroom obviously, let's look around. Oh right, it's the frat party at the nightclub.....I was out tonight having a good time. The room still didn't ring a bell though.....I mean the lights were OFF when we went in afterall! Ha ha ha! But, who turned the lights on? Better question might have been, who is this strange guy looking at us?
Then the guy says something like "Hey what the fuck is going on here?" or "what the fuck are you doing in here" or something like that. Yes, a man dressed as a bartender confronts us. Apparently we were fucking in the liquor room! Ha ha ha! Looking around the room, I saw all of these bottles of alcohol, and various glasses, coasters, napkins....you know, usual bar/club items. Here, the bartender had come down to get some bottles of alcohol to restock the supply for the party upstairs.
I'm not quite sure what happened next, remember I was drunk as Hell, but whatever he was thinking initially, he ended up busting out laughing. I think it had something to do with me fucking in the liquor closet. I'm standing there, drunk as shit next to a girl who is now literally hiding behind some stacked up barstools trying to apologize to this guy. Hell, I hadn't even pulled my pants up yet......I was still shocked and in a bit of a stupor! Ha ha ha!
For a good minute or so, I was trying to reason with this hysterical bartender still sporting "major wood," and not wearing any pants. Though it took me awhile, I finally came to my senses and pulled my damned pants up. Though the dude was freaking/flipping out at 1st, he ended up being pretty cool about the whole situation, ane he let us back upstairs and I even remember him saying something about us giving him a good laugh (or something like that). Sandly she was too freaked out about everything by the time we got upstairs and she left. I didn't really freak out or anything, I was probably too drunk and all.....but I guess things could have gone a whole Hell of a lot worse if that bartender had been a real dick about things and all. Thankfully he wasn't! Ha ha ha!
This "dry spell" is sooooooo bad for me, Hell my hands don't even want anything to do with me anymore!
