"I forgot your name!" Amber slurred to the very sexy man that was helping her take her clothes off. She was so drunk that she could barely remember that she was supposed to be enjoying a 'Man Free Weekend in Vegas' with her besties. After she caught her fiancée, Travis, in a questionable position with his Personal trainer, Andrew, she needed to get away from reality. What better place to get away from reality than Vegas.
"Names are honestly not important right now." Said the sexy man as he stuck his hand between her legs. Then he added, "The only thing you will need to remember in the morning is the awesome sex you are about to have with Mr. Priceless."
"Well Ok, Mr. Priceless, I will remember that!" Amber said as Mr. Priceless slid himself between her legs.
The sex was great! Mr. Priceless delivered on every drunken promise he had made. A few hours later, Amber and Mr. Priceless were passed out, drunk, in bed.
The Next Morning…
"Amber! Open the door, we know you are in there." Amber's friends screamed through the hotel door.
After a few minutes of pounding, Amber slowly sat up and tried to figure out where she was.
"Walls. Toilet. Jacuzzi Tub. Bathroom. My Makeup.. I'm in my bathroom. How the hell did I end up sleeping on the floor in my bathroom?" Amber asked her self. Jumping up, she went to answer the door.
"What's with all the pounding? I have a headache." Amber screamed at her friends. A shocked look came over their faces. Amber was still completely wasted. She was so wasted that she did not realize that she was completely naked. When she did, she slammed the door in her friend's faces and began stumbling around looking for clothes. She had not locked the door, so her friends walked in.
"Are you okay girl?" Her friend Tara asked.
"Imsofine! GAH!" Amber slurred. "What time is it?"
"It's 1 P.M." Amber's other friend, Jessica, advised. "Am, you look awful!"
Am was the nickname that everyone called her and she did look awful. Her usually curly, black hair was stringy and matted to her head. She was without her usual glowing tan and she was sweating profusely, as if she had been dancing all night.
Jessica and Tara helped Amber take a shower and get dressed. Sitting on the bed, combing through her tangles, Amber could feel herself sobering up.
"So 'Keep the Mojitos coming' what happened to you last night?" Tara asked.
"I met a guy, though I can't remember his name. A don't remember everything, but I remember coming back to my room with him. Then I remember waking up on the bathroom floor." Amber giggled. She was honestly excited to know that she had just had her first one night stand. She came from a strict Baptist family in Mississippi, so she had been sheltered from a lot of things in her life. The main ones being sex and alcohol. Last night was her first night indulging herself in both.
"What's 'this guy's' name?" Tara prodded. She had tried to tell Amber not to drink so much the night before. She had been there and done that. She knew that once Amber was completely sober, she was going to regret giving her virginity to a nameless man. Amber had waited her whole life to give that special gift to a special man and now she had given it away without a second thought.
"I can't remember his first name, but I remember he called himself Mr. Priceless." Amber beamed. "I know you guys are probably disappointed in me just "shacking" up with some random guy, but I needed this. I needed to have some real fun last night."
"OH MY GOD!" Jessica screamed. " 'Mr. Priceless'? Is he a pimped?"
"No! Well, I don't think so." Amber said as she finished getting ready. The girls were headed out to a late lunch before they caught their flight back home to Saint Mary's, GA.
The ladies finished their lunch and hit the airport, before they knew it, they were landing at The Jacksonville International Airport. Amber was still flying high on her night with 'Mr. Priceless'. She only had a few more hours to entertain herself with her thoughts. The next day, she would return to her normal life as an Assistant Manager at Wal-Mart.
"Yay! Wal-Mart." She thought to herself.