But on the second night, I had it all figured out. I gulped down two margaritas to get my courage up, and then started looking for a chick to approach.... Luckily, there were plenty there.I spotted this girl across the room with two others. The girl I saw looked to be about 25 years old, though her friends looked a little older. While they were laughing and drinking and having a great time, the girl I was looking at didn't seem to be ... It looked to me like she was looking for someone in. The girls did the same when taking off their bras. Eventually we were all butt naked, sitting on couches and chairs, wrapped in blankets. Now I was somewhat confused by the situation. I had just started dating a new girl–who knew Di and Jane–so I wasn’t sure how to proceed. John was a horn dog, and he wasn’t letting up. So there we were – naked, buzzed, and getting hornier by the minute. We decided to go back to truth or dare, but with a set order. The ‘truths’ would be sexual in nature. If we. As I was getting a sinking feeling, a lanky guy sat on the bar stool next to me. He wasn’t drop-dead gorgeous, but not too bad. He was one of those, ‘one a.m.’ people.Confused? Okay…let me explain: A friend and I had code for club or bar pick ups. If you went home with someone at ten p.m., they were generally fucking hot. At eleven p.m., they were simply hot. At twelve a.m., not too bad. At one a.m. they were so-so. At two a.m., under par… and so on, I’m sure you get the picture. In case you’re. She just let me talk. I needed it. It helped me order my thoughts and get a grip on my own feelings. When it was clear I was finished, Melanie took over.She told me that she thought what I was saying sounded right. She had thought she was in love with Stan, but after a while, realized she wasn’t. She knew that both Jennifer and Birgit were in love with me. From what I said, she thought it sounded like Becky was there, too.She couldn’t say anything about Anna, but advised caution since she might.