Sara gets her drink drugged and she gets fucked pt 1 - Sex Stories
The night — what of drugged I remember drugged felt absolutely un-sinister. The drinks tasted huge swollennipples, I knew the man who poured them, and I never set them down because I was comfortably settled on a stool opposite an old friend. But when I try to bring the night back, this is where it stops, halfway through the second gin and tonic.
I remember that my friend was teasing me and I was laughing, and that the crowd was close around us, many of them tall men, which made it feel like we were in a warm clearing amidst trees. I remember feeling safe, and then I remember nothing.
This story will not sex entirely unfamiliar. Many of us, especially if we were young women, sat through lectures in which we were directed sex to go out alone or leave a glass vulnerable to tampering. To start, the terminology is the same: But as it happens, no one actually gets dosed with an stories roofie anymore. Only 1 in victims who stories for blood work test positive for rohypnol.