I wake up next to you.... not remembering a thing from the night before. I'm so embarrassed. I never get Tipsy and fuck strange men. I try to hide behind a pillow. I can't believe this. But look at you, you're so cute. At least I have good taste when I'm Tipsy. After promising me that sex will cure my hangover headache, you talk me into trying you out when I'm sober. Will you be as good as you were when we were both Tipsy???