Oookay. Well, it might not have been with who you think it was. It wasn't Rasmus. It was a guy called Sebastian. I met him in a gay bar (yes, I fucking did) and I had a one-night-stand. Uh-huh. He was a soldier/studying computer-thingies, so that was pretty nice. I went home with him, but I really didn't think anything would happen other than having a bit of fun. But that pretty much evolved quite quickly... But he was so big! And I was a little virgin! It wasn't that good, but it was okay. I didn't really mind I didn't know him, for some reason. It took the tension off with Rasmus. But that was what I told Michael in confidence which I told other people. And the reason I don't trust him any more...

And just to get it out of my system, the Rasmus-deal started with me going home with him as well. Just so you know. Yes, apparently I am a slut...