But not in that order. It started with a desire for a homemade meal. I had been craving something different, something that would be memorable. And then I met her, a woman who was a little too friendly for my taste. She seemed desperate for attention, and I took advantage of her vulnerability. We had dinner, we had drinks, and then I took her back to my place. That’s when things got out of hand. It wasn’t planned, but sometimes the most thrilling experiences are the ones you don’t see coming.