About a year ago, I woke up and saw this sleeping, naked woman in my bed. I remembered nothing about how she got there, or even how I had gotten there. Obviously, I had been drinking heavily the night before, but I always remembered the things I did before this. Plus, I am gay, so I couldn't imagine wanting to take a woman home with me. She woke up and smiled at me, then began to try to start things up. I admit it all felt good and I went along with it. I enjoyed it more than I thought I would. Afterwards, she got dressed, thanked me for a great date, and left. I never even found out what her name was. That was the strangest date I've ever had and I've never told anyone because everyone who knows me, knows me as gay only. But, I know the truth – I liked it and I might do it again. -- Donovan, 36