The Night Before the Wedding

Ten years ago, my best friend and I got together on Friday evening, the night before his wedding. We hit several bars and I confessed to him that I thought he was pretty good looking. When we got back to his apartment, I gave him a hug for luck before his wedding and he hugged me back. We got kind of silly and started wrestling on the floor. We were both very drunk and everything seemed real funny. We were rolling around on the floor and after that, things just sort of happened. When I left him he was sound asleep on the floor. After the wedding and at the reception, I said casually that we had a lot to drink last night. He said we sure did and that he did not remember much about it. I decided not to say anything. The three of us get together occasionally for dinner and drinks.

— Gregory, 36