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Ms Zee: Getting Ponche(d)

How can I ever forget!
it was Xmas of 2000, just graduated from secondary school. My elder brother who was an undergraduate came home with friends. Cute brothers I must say.
I immediately fell for Kaycee, he is cute, tall, handsome and very attractive. We were both eyeing each other but for the fear/respect for my brother, we kept it in check.
26th Dec boxing day, Kaycee asked me out secretly to a bar just at the next village.
He left first and I followed after 10 mins having lied to my parents that I was going to visit a relation.
We had a nice time gisting and laughing. He bought a wine - "Ponche" and asked me to drink. I had never taken alcohol before, But in a bid to impress him, I gulped down glasses upon glasses of Ponche.

The problem started when my head started spinning, my stomach felt like some demons were dancing skelewu inside. Since I've never had such an experience, I became so afraid thinking the worst.
"Has he poisoned me to take advantage of me?"
"Does he want to use me for any diabolic activity?"

I started shouting and weeping telling everyone there who cared to listen who I am, my family . . . Bla bla bla. Yet it got worse.
To stand was impossible, to walk was iya mmam.
All the time, my date stood looking so embarrassed and pitiful. Not knowing whether to take me home and give what explanations to my parents or take me somewhere else till I get better.
He decided to go with the second option and that resulted to more drama from me.
I continued with my shouting and weeping claiming he's taking me to where he will molest me. He practically dragged me along to a hotel, with people starting at us.
Unfortunately, we met a family friend who stopped us and demanded to know what was going on.
I quickly told him my side of the story and no matter what he said, the man will not hear.
He quickly bundled us back to my house and the query began.
I was still acting, crying and throwing up badly.
My parents just left us outside to sort ourselves out.

We slept outside, though without my knowing what was happening. Only Kaycee suffered the cold weather.
The next morning, being all sober, I felt so embarrassed when I was told all that I did.

My parents forgave us, and still allowed Kaycee stay. But he resented me, and refused to speak with me all through their stay.