Excuse me, but you claimed that SHE GOT YOU DRUNK? How is that possible?
Prior to getting drunk, did you ever tell her what you decided...about not sleeping with her?
What she did was exploitive and completely wrong, if not criminal. You being drunk was no excuse for her behavior. But, she didn't get you drunk. You have to take responsibility for that.
I've told the whole story before here. It was a blind date, I was new in town so I rode with her to see this band I liked at a bar.
At first I was pleased. She was a tall well-built redhead, which I've always had a thing for. But we had a long time to talk on the way to the place, and in the process I discovered she was ka-razy. I made a mental note "do not boink crazy woman."
I'd also told her that I had quit drinking, which was true. Even so, when we got there, she bought me a bourbon-and-coke. I felt obliged to sip on it for some reason... I wasn't accustomed to girls buying me drinks.
It was crowded and loud and I was paying attention to the band mostly for the next couple hours. It took quite some time for it occur to me that that bourbon I was sipping on
never did seem to go empty.
There was this little table behind my elbow attached to the chair, to sit your drinks on. I finally looked behind me and saw several glasses of bourbon with a little booze still in them. She'd been swapping my drinks out when I wasn't paying attention.
Yeah I know... I was young and I really liked the band, what can I say. I was also ****faced enough by that point not to care anymore. I asked her "why did you do that" and she said "I thought you needed it" and I was drunk enough that I shrugged it off and continued drinking.
Some cute little blond came up and tried to get me to dance with her at one point, while Red was off getting me another drink. I was explaining to her that I was flattered but I was with somebody when Red returned, got up in her face, and staked territorial claims in no uncertain terms. Blond chick was a lot smaller and backed down.
I thought it was hilarious at the time, but I was very drunk. I probably should have considered it a warning sign.
So anyway she took me home with her... I could barely walk a straight line and was a little blurry on where we were at the time. When she started coming on to me I remembered there was SOME reason I was not supposed to boink the crazy woman, but it was all kinda blurry.
I tried the "well I gotta go home now" and started out the door. She literally grabbed me and pulled me towards the bedroom, laughing like we were playing a game. I may have mentioned she was tall and quite sturdy, and I was very, very drunk. "No really, I need to go home, I'm really drunk" I says, but she wasn't taking no for an answer and I was too uncoordinated and mentally out of focus to put up more than a limited resistance.
By the time she got nekkid and climbed all over me I was kinda like "I think there was
some reason I wasn't going to do this, but... whatever." I know, but I was about 21 or 22 and self-control in the face of such provocation was very limited. And I was very drunk.
So the next morning I got up early and snuck out and walked home. It was a couple miles and I felt like the living dead, but I wanted to get away from crazy woman.
She called every day for a month. She was really pissed I wouldn't go out with her again too. I was also a little scared, because I couldn't remember if condoms had been involved in the evening's festivities or not.