But We Didn't

"I need to talk to you alone" said my friend Jenna
As she pulled me to my bunk and leaned her forehead towards mine.
"Josh has chlamydia," she whispered and gave me a meaningful look.
"Okay, that's too bad for him, but why are you telling me?"
"You need to get tested."

But we didn't have sex, I thought.

"But we didn't have sex."

"Yes you did.  He told me.  On the Fourth of July."
My mind races back to Independence Day.
I don't remember having sex with him.
I remember he drove me home.
I remember we watched a movie on the couch.
I remember as I was falling asleep, on the couch, he humped my leg a little.
I remember waking up in the bed.
I remember being in different clothes.
I remember the moisture between my legs.
But I don't remember having sex.

But we didn't have sex, I thought.

I should go get tested.