Lucy and I went outside and the venue had tables and chairs. There was also this section where it had sofas and people said it was the “VIP section”. This was where the DJ was and that’s where we were headed. When we got there, there was a few guys and probably three girls. I remember there was a lot of alcohol on the table. Lucy introduced me to the people seated and then left again. I decided to sit down. I didn’t want to seem like I did not know anything, so I poured some whiskey and put some ice in it (that’s what everyone else was doing).

This guy opposite me said, “You don’t seem like you can handle it.”

I replied sarcastically, “Who died and made you the creator of knowing what people can handle or not,” he just laughed and winked at me.

By my second glass of whiskey I was up; dancing and chatting to anyone whom I desired. I made a few friends. I had no fear in me anymore. There was this guy that was pestering me since I arrived at the VIP section and he joined me while I was dancing. He started talking to me and I listened. He asked if I wanted to go in the house, and I agreed. He was saying all this rubbish about how he liked me and how cute he thought I was. And stupid me was laughing, blushing, and giggling to all of his lies.

During our conversation, I noticed how two of the guys from VIP followed us inside. I didn’t know why they were there, but I was drunk and I figured that they were probably tired of being outside. I told the guy to give me a few minutes, I wanted to pour myself another drink. On my way to doing that, I was stumbling and holding the walls as balance.

As soon as I took my next step, I felt someone’s hands holding me from the back. It helped me to regain my balance – it felt good. He whispered in my left ear that I should go with him to one of the rooms inside, there was something he wanted to show me. I agreed. All I could think about was sleeping, but I knew he had other plans.

We got to the room, he opened the door and in we went. He closed the door halfway, as if he expected someone to come in later. We sat on the bed, and out of the blue he started kissing me. I became dizzy, but it was the good kind of dizziness. I kissed him back because, as every other person would be, I was horny. For a moment there I thought of everything that people had told me about sex, and what the television showed. Everyone said it ‘was great’ and even the women in porn videos seemed to enjoy it. So whilst kissing I told myself “why not”.

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