Until very recently, I looked at a lot of the language here with what is best described as a BB mentality. I saw a lot of the posts here as overly negative with respect to female behavior. Alumni weekend changed all of that for me, but I guess it's not really all that surprising for frequent readers of TRP.

I attended a party school in college, and when I was younger (and had hair) I was in shape - with my job at the time basically forcing me into good physical condition. I was however, not overly attractive, just tall and in decent shape. I did the college man-whore thing for a while, but I rapidly became infatuated with my undergrad research position, and by my junior year, I had started to ignore women as I found they only got in the way of my ability to work on projects I found interesting. Sure, I hooked up when it was easy, but i did not spend time on women that would have taken away from my research. It was during this stage of my life that I met E.

E was/is not an overly attractive woman. In fact, she was and is a little heavy. She was however a whore who would do anything to please me, and given my obsession with my research (which I still thankfully love with a passion), she was an easy choice as a casual sex partner.

We hooked up frequently until graduation, when I transferred to another schools graduate program and continued my studies, and she went to law school. We went our own ways after that, as it was well understood that we were both only in it for the sex.

Flash forward a few years. Everyone in my circle has moved on in life. I hadn't thought about E in years. In the meantime, E has predictably found BB, and married him.

Now, BB is a man I casually knew in college. Like most BB I have met, he is a decent man whom I respect in every way that doesn't involve women. I did not know about BB and E beforehand, but given their combined girth and legal professions, I guess it makes as much sense as any other relationship.

Anyways, onto the story itself. I had a great time at alumni weekend, and with unlimited alcohol, I got pretty intoxicated. As I was heading to the restroom for the dozenth time that evening, I of course bumped into E for the first time since graduation. Keep in mind, E is married.

What does she do? She recognizes me and sprints over to give me a hug. Well, that kind of behavior isn't unusual at alumni weekend. I had earlier that night hugged girls I dated in college or girls I was friends with in college who are now married without any intention of more than a hello. It was well understood by both parties that a hug and a "hello, how are you?" type conversation was in order.

So, assuming this encounter would be similar, I say my hellos and go through the whole 'what's your life like now' dance. I am operating under the assumption that our encounter would last a minute max, and then we would continue moving on with our lives.

Well, I was wrong. As we break off our hug, I realize that E has very publicly grabbed my junk through my pants. She immediately escalates the conversation and begins asking me if I remember the fun we used to have. She tells me shes in an open relationship (her husband, later probed by a female friend of mine, disagrees) and wants to have a quickie in the bathroom. Shes effectively giving me a handjob through my pants in an open forum.

I decline her invitation mostly because to me the idea of marriage is sacrosanct. That doesn't stop her. She follows me around all night, ignoring calls from her husband, texting me explicit things she wants to try again "to see if the sex was as good as she remembers" or other messages along those lines. E continues escalating her requests to have sex and generally ruining my night by blowing me up nonstop or 'bumping into me' everytime I move away from a group. I eventually am able to ditch her and I quite literally run away.

The next morning I get a flurry of texts from E telling me about how drunk she was, and how I can't tell BB what happened or they will get divorced, because of her 'drunk college whore problem'. I of course, forwarded everything to BB. I can only hope that he divorces her.

So, this FR may not be the most informative out there, but for me, it was eye-popping. I am NOT a 8,9 or 10. I am a pretty average man who used to hook up with E in college.

E's complete willingness to abandon her marriage for a hookup with me has cast a doubt on all female claims of loving their partners indiscriminately. The AWALT meme is alive and well. If I can drive a woman to that level of infidelity, imagine what an 8 with game and a nice car can do.

AWALT.