Girls shouldn't challenge me to strip pool

I don't have the faintest idea on the events leading up to where this story begins, but it begins around closing time at JD's one night.

The doors had just been locked so there were only staff and the regulars left inside; and us of course. A female acquaintance who appeared to be a little interested in me kept trying to challenge me to pool, however I was far too drunk to bother standing up to play pool. Especially since I rarely lose and didn't see the challenge in it.

She was still convinced she was in with a shot and decided to make it interesting and make it a game of strip pool. Clearly in the interest of all the males in the room I had to get off my ass and get this chick naked. After a few items of clothing were removed, it was agreed her friend could strip on her behalf to keep her last few bits on. The end result was me losing a shirt and them having one bra and two pairs of knickers between them. I can't remember if the underwear was hot or not as I was too busy basking in my own glory. I think most of the staff and regularly were quite content with the outcome.

It was at this point that I remembered that there was a security camera pointing at us, and my old man was checking them on a regular basis. Woops.

Somehow time passed and we ended up at one of their places. A few of us ended up there. Anyway we all got nice and cosy and then I shut my eyes for what seemed like a few minutes... Then it was morning and my friends had decided it was best to leave me there unconscious in my underwear. I quietly snuck out, put my pants on and called Sean to "Come the fuck back and get me" from the highway.