We had our reckless moments as young PLUs, thinking that every guy was fair game and all we encountered had honest intentions. We were all finally acknowledging our sexuality. and we'd always open our eyes to serendipity. that next cute guy looking at us may be the next hot encounter. we had, of course, safety in numbers. we'd prowl as a pack.
one evening, nathan, felix, beth and i were in greenhills, staying out pretty late. as we sashayed along the now-empty sidewalks, we were greeted by these guys, college kids like ourselves as we passed them by in the parking lot. one smile was all it took for us to approach them and engage them in flirty conversation. and they were obviously game. there were more of them, probably around 6 or 7. they had two cars. we all agreed to have fun in a darkened corner of greenhills. so we rode in their cars and they drove us to what we call the batcave.
this is stretch of road under one of the ramps that lead into greenhills. a tunnel actually. they parked the cars, and we all got out. the group fanned out, so each of us had either one or two guys we were going to have fun with. but we were all pretty close to one another.
and just as i was thinking that sex was about to begin, one of them starts asking for money from me, from us. and when we argued that it wasnt part of the discussion, hell broke loose. felix and i were cornered. i got hit on the head. felix in the eye. nathan and beth were able to run away, shouting that they were going to call the cops. that scared the guys and they scampered away, jumping into their cars.
that single blow on my head only hurt my pride, and got me seated on the pavement. felix was crying badly. nathan and beth returned to help us. we were all badly shaken. we spent the night at felix's place trying to calm down, analyzing how badly we judged their character, wondering whether we will tell the others of this extremely embarrassing incident.
we swore each other to secrecy. it was only much much later that we disclosed this to the rest of the group.
stupid and shameful, that incident reminds me of how my hormones cloud my better judgement.
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