'Some guy must have pissed ALL OVER my shoulder!' 'Oh my God!' he exclaimed to his friend, as his wet skin rubbed up against my arm. And as I stood there contemplating the circumstances that had led me to this place, a man wearing nothing but a harness and underwear staggered down the hallway and accidentally pressed up against me. A man dressed in a leather jacket emblazoned with the words 'human urinal' was next to me, a funnel strapped to his face. It was 7:30 in the morning, and I was standing in front of a bunch of cots filled with piles of naked men.
I remember the exact moment I realized it was time to leave the sex party and go home.
