I am a slutty drunk

I've somewhat known that about me for quite a while, but it's only recently that I've begun to start acting on it. Lately, I've been making out with strangers at parties, and have even held the reins in taking it far as I want to. Thing is, as drunk as I was, "as far as I want to" stopped short of sex. What I say is hard to believe, but I'm ready to admit it.

So, when I'm drunk, I'm loud, extremely chatty, and physically slowed. I also laugh at lots of things. Thing is, my mind's still sharp as a tack so I tend to try to have intelligent conversations as well, with some slurred speech. I'm definitely not prudish.

But what sucks is that I can't "hook up" so easily. The men that pick me up at parties always want to see me again beyond that party. "Slutty catch" is indeed an oxymoron, because a catch is sometimes elusive and not readily available, and a slut tends to make lots of breaks from people they hope to not see for a long time. A catch can't afford to come off as slutty because she will attract the wrong kind of men who, from the beginning, already have an untrue perception of her. Eclectic social skills are a must, whether it's successfully getting a guy to leave you alone without any means of future contact or trying to keep your hands to yourself while trying to verbally entice a stranger.