Long before I was in to D/s, back in the days just after high school when I drank socially, I was a bit of a freak within my circle of friends for my willingness to get nude without warning or consent.

I remember my friend, Wayne, had a recent ex-girlfriend coming to a party-- someone who'd broken his heart. I did one of those kitchen consults, consoling him about the pain he was in. I told him I could ask her to leave, but he thought she'd cause a scene of some kind.

At the time, we were a very tight-knit group, so I decided to do something to show Wayne I was 'rooting' for him. ( Cleo!)

I stripped right there in the kitchen, got my dirtiest thoughts going, worked myself to full erection, amd then walked out into the party nonchallantly and sat on the couch next to his ex-girlfriend.

Her eyes bugged, but I pretended not to notice. The rest of the room was noticing, but trying not laugh... she asked me what the hell I was thought I was doing... I said politely, "Oh, sorry-- just really eager for the orgy to start."

She lasted about twenty seconds before splitting. That alone deserves an award.