There isn't much I remember from that night. It was fun, the party I mean--at least I think it was. From about 9pm on I have no memory of the events which took place. That is, until I woke up with my cheek on my black lace bra. I turned my head the other direction feeling an arm over my back--suddenly I had a coyote ugly experience and wanted desperately to wake up from this nightmare.
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