As a college senior I got drunk and passed out. A male friend half woke me and put me in his car to take me home. I puked all over myself, and his car. At my apartment he undressed me and put me in the shower. He found some clothes for me to be put in bed. I puked again and shit myself. Back into the shower, put to bed again in my roommates bed.

Is it a wonder that he owns me?