This book is dedicated to my best friend George who worked alongside me in creating these.

　　Mid way through writing he passed from complications of cancer.

　　Prologue

　　Everyone has at least one night that will change their lives forever, rather if it's winning the lottery, or meeting your favorite actor/singer, or even getting drunk and sleeping with a complete stranger.

　　Yup!

　　I had a one-night stand with another man, but before we go forward let me explain how it happened.

　　The day before,

　　In Art class just finishing my test and it took all my sanity to finish. Good thing class ended early for me.

　　After testing for most of the day I was free to go home and sleep preferably the rest of the week away.

　　"Wit, where are you going?" Mo yelled over the room chatter.

　　"Home, I need sleep," said as I packed my books in the bag, I've spent the last ten days binge studying.

　　"No man! We're going out getting trashed and live a little, you my friend will NOT be a virgin by the end of the night." He laughed hanging off my shoulder; it makes me mad that he keeps pressuring me about it.

　　"Fucking ass, I'm not doing that shit," there's nothing worse than having sex with a girl you don't know, but to do it with a girl you don't have feelings for too.

　　"Come on... what's wrong with fucking a chick to get rid of it?" smacking him on the back of the head.

　　"Stupid idiot, maybe I want to stay a virgin," I snapped walking away shaking my head.

　　It was annoying as hell to know that girls didn't even see me, let alone want to date me, I really don't care about it anyways, studies and getting out of Maryland was my top goal.

　　After hitting the food market getting some food, I headed to my room, the same old room as always, with dark curtains on the windows, I had a desk with my laptop, game system, and tv hanging on the wall, a little kitchen nook over by the balcony that overlooked the world, it paid off to be on the tenth floor.

　　I turned my walk-in closet into a bedroom just a full-size bed with a red and gold bed set, a nightstand for my phone dock, and a book for the night.

　　Sighing as I started to prepare dinner, it was actually kind of lonely to know I didn't like going out and being social, but it's what needed to be done.

　　Mo's my best friend from elementary school along with Jerry, they're two peas in a pod.

　　They've had more girls than I can count.

　　Gross!

　　I've told them a few times; I'll laugh if their dicks fall off shaking my head.

　　Scrolling through Facebook as I wait for my food to finish cooking, Mo of course was streaming a live video of the party they were at.

　　"Wit, I see you, come play man," shaking my head turning my phone off, jumping at the sound of knocks on my door.

　　"Shit!!"

　　"Yes!" I mosey my way to open the door for Jerry, he was the only other person that it could possibly be here, rolling my eyes walking away knowing he'll follow.

　　"Get dressed..."

　　"I'm not going," I snapped, tired of the same shit all the time.

　　"It's stupid man."

　　"You're going Wit... school is almost over and, you'll get a job."

　　"Live a little before you settle down, I'm not telling you to fuck anyone, just come drink and have fun before your life is over." His words hit just a bit, he arched his eyebrow to me knowing he won this fight, I huffed walking into the bedroom to change my clothes and get this over with.

　　Sitting in his car with my arms crossed, trying to act mad even though I wasn't, I had to admit he was probably the only person that could ever talk me into going anywhere with him.

　　Checking my appearance one last time before walking into the bar, black skinny jeans, with a white hoodie, my hair pulled back into a ponytail, all my piercings are studded, no hoops today, even though I prefer the hoops more.

　　"You look good man, come on" Jerry threw this arm over my shoulder pulling me into the place that had music booming through my head.

　　Walking up to the group Mo's with, everyone was laughing and slamming drinks back.

　　"Wit, God you're out of your cage, Shit Jerry I don't believe it," smiling cause I knew Jerry and Mo had a bet that if I came Jerry would get money and of course Mo handed Jerry a fifty. They've bet on almost anything.

　　"Here," taking a shot, I'm not a lite weight, but I also not much of a drinker either, drinking water in between shots to keep me halfway sober.

　　Time was flying by I could feel myself loosening up more by the minute.

　　"Let's play pool," Mo shouts pulling me from my seat to the pool tables, three games of whipping Mo, Jerry, and Tommy's asses. They were so drunk that standing looks like a sport to them.

　　"Come on man, how can you be so good at this game if you never come out," smiling at him, he's so drunk he didn't even notice he never shot any balls into the sockets.

　　"So, Wit can I ask something," Tommy asked barely able to hold his head up.

　　"Sure," Even my words began to slur.

　　"Why are you reserved? I mean is it religions or family stuff, sex is fun and helps relieve stress why not try it?" Tommy's words slurred to the point I barely understood him.

　　"I'm not religious, and I don't have any family left to have that issue, it's just..."

　　I could see everyone leaned closer to me; I had already said too much might as well say it.

　　"I just don't want to have different partners, I want just one for the rest of my life, what wrong with that?" I snapped, shooting back four shots without water.

　　Pissing me off half-drunk is never good for anyone.

　　"It's ok man, we didn't mean to intrude, I promise we will never bring it up again.

　　"Okay, let's drink," holding up our drinks shooting them back.

　　I drugged Jerry to the dance floor making him feel girly about dancing with me, Mo and Tommy jumped in laughing and stumbling.

　　Mo swayed his hips as Tommy grin against me. I was actually having fun!

　　Hours passed by between shots, darts, and kings' game I was starting to feel my head ready to explode.

　　Jerry had his head down on the table along with the other three guys that were here when I arrived, Mo left and came back, but he's currently in the bathroom with a girl.

　　Rubbing my head, I needed to go home and sleep it off, this is exactly why I don't like going out I always overdo it.

　　"Jerry call me a cab," looking over to him snoring, everyone was passed out on the table.

　　"You're Wit, right?" turning to the voice, it was Bash is a classmate from last year, we had gear class, he helped me with final testing.

　　"Oh, Hi Bash," I haven't seen him since the school orientation, now he's helping me to my feet.