Look, it was obvious I was hitting on you, and you seemed to enjoy the flirting too. And yes, we were both a little intoxicated. So when I asked if you wanted to see my risque tattoo, I assumed you answering "yes" to mean just that. So I pull out my penis and you freak. What's a guy to do? I mean if you are a lesbian, that's cool. Just don't lead me on next time.