Her little brother was sleeping at his oncle's place. So in those two weeks we pretty much had non-stop party at her place. She, and my other friend V...ra, were always the only girls, and all the other partymembers were male. They even got alcohol for us and some even got us some we-ed, so we can get high. I never smoked we-ed back then and it was the first time for me, that this evening wasn't really the greatest for me, should've been obvious.Later that evening, when I already had a lot of. I was miserable. Some of the mourners would try to strike up a conversation with me, ask me how I met Isaac, what I was studying, what I thought of some news story or other. It was as natural as a Potemkin Village, the failed attempt just emphasizing how unnatural it was to have me here, grafted into this scene. So there I was feeling sorry for myself, knowing the whole time how petty and self centered it was to feel sorry for myself. Everyone around me had lost a friend, a mentor, a member of. It took me a while to get the world to come into focus. My head is pounding and my mouth dry. I reached for my drink next to my bed and something hits it before my hand reached its intended target. "What the... " Confusion takes over. I lift my hand only to see red. I quickly check my body thinking this was my blood, that I'd hurt myself somehow. Then I remember that man. ‘Wait’ I said to myself, ‘I was just dreaming, I had to be.’ But I hurt, I still feel where the man had sex with me. A man I. After dancing for an hour or so I went back to the bar for another drink and Ben met me there. Taking my chin in his palm he pulled me close to his mouth so my neck was resting on his lips. Gently kissing and suckling on my neck, he sent shivers down my spine. Moving his lips up to my ear, he quietly whispered “I want you.” Leaving my imagination to run wild. Not wanting to wait anymore I grabbed my jacket, sneaked out of the club with Ben and hopped into a taxi. In the taxi I was done with.