5. She told me to get up because she had to babysit her granddaughter. First I thought she was joking. she was not. 6. I went back to this girls place hammered, I remember it kind of looking like a church. Turns out it was. This girl interned at my local campus church, where she lived in a kind of hidden second floor apartment. Basically, I had to ramble through a walk of shame the next morning (sunday morning) past bunch of people attending morning mass. 7. She left her wallet open, she was not 18. I ran. 8. I was in Brazil. Was at a club & I indulged myself a lot more than usual. My first blackout. I woke up the next morning in a strange room, strange bed, with a cute Brazilian girl beside me. She wakes up & I quickly realize she didn’t speak any English. My wallet was missing, my shirt was ripped, she wanted to go another round that morning, then I realized I was in an area of this city that isn’t exactly the safest. Had to break out her computer and use Google translate to tell her to call me a cab, and then have her loan me money to get back to my dorm. Oh, and replacing credit and debit cards overseas is a breeze, let me tell you. Moral of the story – doesn’t matter, had sex.
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