It just hits really close to home regarding a seperate situation where kinda the same thing happened, except I was a 'willing' participant (aka, at the time I was voluntarily making out with the guy but I was smashed beyond my wildest dreams). The next day I couldn't remember all of what happened and was stuck wondering if I had sex or not the night before (there was some evidence it could have happened). Worst few months of my life, considering I was (am?) a virgin. After those few months I called the guy, after finding myself at the end of my rope, and he said that we didn't have sex. Still not sure what to believe... I guess that's why this is hitting me harder than I thought it would. Kinda brings back old memories. Thanks everyone for your responses.