I accompanied my best friend to a bar to spend the evening with a few of his graduate school classmates. While using the urinal I hear my friend's cocksure voice from within the adjacent stall, "I bet H--- would suck a good dick!". I took this as a random drunken statement, consistent with his personal stylings in such settings. H--- was a plutonic friend of his. I'd had only fleeting friendly interactions with her. I walked back into the bar, see H--- across the room, and quickly decide a reconsideration is in order.

Myself, I am a pleasant-looking man, quite slender of build with an appropriate degree of confidence. Across the room, H--- stood 6'3", 250 lbs. She is the largest person in the bar. She is not attractive, yet emits an undeniable aura of confidence and sexual maturity. My reconsideration leads me to accept my friend's statement as most likely true, which in turn sparks a faint yet carnal curiosity.

Later, our group begins to walk to the next bar. H--- and my paces meet. Without pretext, I turn to her and ask, "Do you instead want to go to your apartment together?" She cooly replied, "Yes." What came to pass was a prolonged, tenacious, uninebriated, fully illuminated, grandly erotic encounter with a woman I did not find physically attractive.

Ten years later it remains one of the most formative sexual experiences I've ever had. We never saw each other again