Dang, that's one hell of a story. I don't have a desperate hookup story, but I do have one of the strangest hookup stories that taught me a lot of things not to do ever again. I was 24 and had just gotten off from working the night shift and I met some buddies out at a local dance club to have a couple of beers. After just one beer, I was so tired that I just told my buddies I was heading home. As I'm walking in the parking lot, I hear this girl yelling and I just stopped to see what was going on. She was actually hollering at me to get my attention. She runs up to me and says I can't leave now because one of her friends thinks I'm hot and wants to meet me. I told her to tell her friend I would be back next weekend and I would meet her then because I was really tired. Next thing I know she's yelling for her friend to come over and I was a little pissed because I just wanted to go back to my apartment.

The girl's name was Shelby and she was hot. She was about 5'2, blonde and an incredible body. We talked for about 10 minutes, told her where I worked and maybe we could meet up next weekend. I was so tired, I just wanted to get home to go to sleep.

Monday I go back to work and I have a note in my box to call Shelby. I had totally forgotten her name and thought it was something to do with my job, but I didn't recognize the name, so I just threw it in the can. For the next four days, I have the same note in my box and my boss finally said just call her, it may be something important.

So about an hour later, I finally called the number thinking it was something to do with my job. I told her who I was and I was returning her call and she got super excited. I was thinking WTF is going on. The first thing she says is hey I'm Shelby and I'm the cute blonde you met last Friday night. I was like what the freak! We ended up talking about an hour and I didn't feel bad about it because my boss is the one who told me to call. We just talked about all kinds of stuff. I told her what apartment complex I lived in and told her it was my birthday, but all my friends were going to celebrate on Saturday. Told her I would call her back and maybe we could go out.

I get off about 11 and went home and crashed on my couch in the living room watching TV. I doze off and about 12:30 I get a knock on the door. At first, I thought I was dreaming, but then realized someone was actually at my door. I'm in my boxers and a T-shirt and I open the door and this girl is standing there with a dozen white roses and a cookie that says happy birthday. I asked her how she knew where I lived and she reminded me that I told her the complex and what kind of car I drove, so she drove around the complex until she saw my car with the LSU tag on it. She said she saw a light on in an apartment right in front of my car, so she took her chances and knocked.

Long story short, she stayed the night and I guess I did get an unexpected birthday gift. For the next three weeks, she stayed over every night, and on my off days she came over and would cook supper. Life was good and the sex was off the chain, but that didn't last for long. One night we're upstairs in my townhouse and I see her peak through the blinds a few times and she had never done that before. Finally, I asked her what was going and she said we needed to have a talk. She proceeded to tell me that she got a call from some of her friends earlier in the day and was told that her ex-boyfriend wanted to talk to her and wanted to get back together. She said she then got another call from a friend just before she got to my apartment and was told her boyfriend was having her followed and she thought the blue car in the parking lot was one of his friends. I peaked out the blind and sure enough there was a blue car with someone sitting in it.

She stated she didn't want me to get hurt, but I told her she wouldn't hurt my feelings if she went back to him. She said she wasn't talking about hurting my feelings because she didn't want to get back with him, but her ex was a big drug dealer and she didn't want me to get physically hurt because that's how he handled things.

That was all I needed to hear. I got some Walmart bags and put her clothes in them and told her she had to leave. She asked if we could still see each other every once in a while and I told her I didn't think that was a good idea. She still tried calling me, but I wouldn't answer. No doubt the sex was amazing, but it wasn't worth dying for!