Personally I thought she was making a really big deal out of the puking.

Though yes, she had good reason to be upset about my kurta.

And then, bizarrely, she began apologizing for having forced herself upon me. She told me how she always got frisky after a few drinks. Apparently every time they, her ex and her, came back from a disco, having consumed several drinks, she’d rip the clothes off him and … er … okay, I don’t even want to think of the both of them together.

Sobbing, sniffing and coughing up tears she asked me if once again booze had made her take advantage of a man.

I thought about it for a second. And then I pulled the bedsheet up to my chest, looked down, and in a soft voice confessed that she had indeed made animal love to me, three, maybe four times, till she fell asleep, exhausted. I had not been left particularly tired and had dozed off after watching TV for a bit.

Gouri was inconsolable. She wailed for an entire hour, begging me to forgive her. She said she’d never expected, of all the male friends she could take advantage of, she’d pick me. I said nothing for a while, looking adequately upset, before telling her that it was okay and I had forgiven her already. I told her not to make a big deal out of it and that we would always remain friends, and maybe a little more, even if I had just lost my virginity to her.

Plan! Wink!

She was aghast. I told her that last night was my first four times ever. But I had no regrets as it was loving and tender. She said she was never tender. I told her that for a virgin the first few times were always magical.

She leaned over, hugged me tightly without intervening palms or elbows, and then asked me if there was anything she could do to make up for her violation of my morality. After a few moments I told her that since we were good friends and had already slept together perhaps we could work on a deeper, more meaningful relationship.

Gouri thought about it quietly for a while. She said that the relationship would be based on an alcohol-driven frenzy. I told her that was okay. She said that it would probably end up being a shortlived, rebound thing. I told her that I had always wanted to be in one of those. She said that if we broke up it would destroy our friendship that was very special to her. I told her I didn’t give a fuck but not in as many words.

Finally she said that we could give it a go as long as we took it slowly and set our expectations adequately. And then she kissed me. And I lost my virginity a little in my pants if you know what I mean.

We had breakfast, went out for coffee and then I came home.