When I was about 22, I went out with a group of female friends and one other guy. The girls thought it would be a great idea to head to a lesbian bar which was notorious for giving shitty service to men and m/f couples.
After about an hour of mean looks and no drinks, I decide to bail and pick up a 12 pack on the way home. No sooner than I get home and crack open a beer, one of the girls calls me and says that another one of the girls was starting shit and that I needed to come pick her up.
I run and get her and we head back to my place where we proceed to get drunk and argue politics. After a while I decide that I’m tired and go to bed. She follows me in to my room and hops on my computer. After a few minutes of looking around, she finds my porn and starts watching it while I’m trying to pass out.
After about 10 minutes I pull her in to bed and we start going at it. The sex was amazing, but I passed out. I don’t know how long I was out, but when I came to, she was still riding me. When we finally finish she realizes it’s now daylight outside and bolts.
Fast forward to St. Patty’s Day a month later and we’re hammered at a bar and I start telling the story and I get to the point where I passed out. She apparently didn’t know this, freaks out and throws a gin and tonic in my face and leaves.