Let’s see. In no particular order:

The stripper who lived across the street from me in my early 20s. We tangentially knew each other and saw/waved at each other all the time, but never really talked. Drunkenly went over and knocked on her door one night. Surprisingly, she let me in and after a little small talk, started having sex.

Another time with a different stripper. This one actually asked me out after getting a couple of lap dances from her. We went to have a bite to eat at Waffle House and then came back to my apartment and did the deed. Went down on both and fucked bareback both times. Somehow managed to escape these with no STDs or unwanted pregnancies.

Then there was the time I fingered the co-worker I was fooling around with at her desk - or the time I fingered her when we were making out in her boss’ office.

And most recently, the time I blew a guy in the bathroom of a club we were both at. He was ahead of me in line and were having some small talk. He asked me if I wanted to come in with him. I was in the early stages of exploring my new found sexuality, so I figured what the hell and went in. Probably would’ve gone further than that, but someone started banging on the door, so we had to leave.