I can't help but wonder, what else might she keep up there?!

I've experienced some crazy shit through my years of college. But this is my one in a million story. This is the story I pull out when ever we play the story topping game.

I had broken up with my ex about six months ago. She was coming back to the city after visiting a friend in Arizona. I hadn't talked to her in a couple moths so i was kind of surprised to get a call from her.

She had just arrived and had no one to pick her up from the airport. so being the gentleman that I was I agreed to come pick her up. Now my intentions weren't entirely pure I'll admit.

When we finally arrived at her house I asked her if I could take a shower as my water had been turned off the day before and I did actually need a shower. But, as I asked, I gave her that knowing look of you should join me.

10 minutes into my shower she decides she's feeling kinda dirty too and hops in.

We start making out and really getting hot and heavy. So I slid my finger into her. And I feel something...

Now I'm getting a little confused ... what could this be?

So I hooked the thing with my finger and pulled... I hear this little slap as a used condom falls out of my ex and on to the shower floor in between us.

We both stood there in horror for what felt like minutes before she jumped out and ran out of the bathroom leaving me there with some dude's used condom perilously close to my left big toe.

I get out of the shower look in the mirror trying to figure out if this really happened. I look back at the shower ... it definitely did happen. So I throw on my jeans grab the rest of my clothes, walked out of the house and drove away.

She called me later to apologize and explain. She only had sex with the guy once and it was on Friday. We were broken up, who was I to judge her sex history.

The only problem was that I picked her up on Sunday. That means the condom had been inside of her for a full two days!

She is now affectionately nicknamed "The Black Hole."

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