<BUZZER> Foul! Loss of down and one free throw!
Look, doofus, the person who came across (in your story for me) was YOU, not your sister. She was a user who would have whispered, “I spiked your drink, loser! Oh, and I’ve had better sex with an inflatable dummy with a slow leak” before she stalked out the door at 03:30. You, however, were a sweet friend who definitely gave a fuck. (A pity fuck, sure, but let’s not split hairs here.)
Back-tracking the thread here (wait, that was the other one — link here for any poor soul trying keep this straight), talking about people (mostly men) sexually trying to take advantage of people (mostly women) [and leaving aside people (mostly anybody at some point, but some for longer periods than others) who are just stupid, drunk, confused, or all the above], you are most definitely not a predator or a user. You have empathy, honor, and (according to rumor, although I have no way to confirm it) nice boobs. I absolve you of any guilty feelings that you might have from your delightful story, written with caring and feeling (and bratty comments, but it wouldn’t be a Jules story without it).
Jennifer, back me up here.
Jules, in a world somewhere near ours in the multiverse, you & your hubs and I & my wonderful wife meet occasionally for drinks and food. At some point you and I start riffing on each other until your husband says, “Honey, stop tormenting Jack!” or Deb says, “Jackster, stop baiting Jules!” And we look at them like What! Not doin’ nuthin’!
<TWEET> Resume play.