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My family bought a place in Palm Springs when I was 17 years old and the first time we were there I decided to whore it up. Was chatting with a bunch of locals and decided upon this sexy masc dude who was โ€œthe caretaker of a swanky new resortโ€ that hadnโ€™t opened yet.

So I sneak out of my parents place and to the main gate in their community. I donโ€™t have a key so I drunkenly crawl up one side and then fall over the other side like a ton of rainbow colored bricks.

We go back to the resort and itโ€™s everything he promised - gorgeous views, infinity hot tubs etc. and we start fooling around.

He offers me some k which I reluctantly take. That combined with the fact that Iโ€™m sobering up and that we fucked bare sends my anxiety through the roof. This was long before PREP and I always wrapped it up. I let him finish and then ask him to drive me home.

We are driving and I am not familiar enough with Palm Springs to know where Iโ€™m going and we end up lost.

He pulls his car off on to some random dessert road and says heโ€™s going to the trunk to get a map. It occurs to me then how absolutely fucking stupid I had been. It was like a scene from a movie - headlights from the car staring off into a totally desolate dessert. Iโ€™d always thought Iโ€™d be able to defend myself in an assault or something like that but it dawned on me that this is how it happens, this is how people are killed and buried and never found.

As I was having an internal meltdown he was taking forever in the trunk. I pulled out my Motorola Razor and dialed 911 and was prepared to hit send when he finally returned to the front and in his hands were a huge, menacing ... map ๐Ÿ˜‘

So it turned out fine but when I got back to my room I crawled under my covers and shook like a leaf because of how real the possibility that I could have just been murdered felt in that moment.

Iโ€™ve had actual close calls with death but i recently remembered falling over that gate and it made me laugh. Then it made me think about how fucking stupid Iโ€™d been in my youth

by Anonymousreply 15Last Thursday at 8:40 PM

OP thanks for the story; you really made me laugh with your description of falling off the wall like โ€œrainbow colored bricks.โ€ Yeah many of us have diced with danger. Hitchhiking back in the 70s brought me in contact with some shady characters. Meeting strangers at a party is classic.

by Anonymousreply 1Last Wednesday at 1:22 AM

Different type of memory. I'm five. I'm in our living room. Nobody else is in the apartment, except for my mom who's drying her hair in the bathroom. I'm eating some candy. Suddenly, it gets lodged in my throat and I can't breathe. I can't scream either. I'm about to pass out, when all of a sudden, I manage to violently cough the candy out. My life almost ended at five. I'm so grateful I could reach the age of 45, but the memory of that day still haunts me.

by Anonymousreply 2Last Wednesday at 2:30 AM

[quote] He pulls his car off on to some random dessert road a

Was it cheesecake road?

by Anonymousreply 3Last Wednesday at 12:25 PM

OP dessert has two sโ€™s because you want two. Desert has one s because you only want one.

by Anonymousreply 4Last Wednesday at 2:54 PM

Once when I was about 5 or 6 years old my family rented a beach cottage across the road from the beach with another family from our hometown - it was an uncrowded area and a short walk from the steps of the cottage through some low sand dunes to the beach.

I don't think I had spent much time in the ocean, and I didn't realize that most people just peed in the water. I had the urge to pee but didn't want to go back to the beach house, so I waited until the urge was so strong I didn't know how long I could hold it. Then I raced out of the water and across the road to the cottage.

But I didn't check the traffic, a car screeched its brakes and narrowly avoided hitting me. It all happened so fast and I was focused on not wetting myself, so I just rushed into the cottage and peed. Luckily the driver of the car didn't stop or make a scene, and a couple of minutes later I was back at the beach.

My mother had noticed that I was gone but hadn't heard the car breaks screech. I think it was then she told me it would have been fine to pee in the ocean water.

I still think sometimes what a miracle it was that I was not hit by that car. (And that I was kind of naive not to realize everyone peed in the ocean.)

by Anonymousreply 5Last Wednesday at 3:49 PM

Did you get the aids?

by Anonymousreply 6Last Wednesday at 4:16 PM

[quote] a totally desolate dessert

Was it meringue?

by Anonymousreply 7Last Wednesday at 4:40 PM

With as many men I've been with, I didn't have any close calls with any of them. (Yes, I'm a whore.)

I suppose you could call parachuting from a plane, hang gliding, climbing a mountain, driving over 100 MPH, walking late at night in NYC, etc. as possible brushes with death.

Though I did have a situation similar to the one R2 wrote about - when I choked on a ribbon on my Easter outfit (when I was about 4) and my great grandmother pulled the ribbon out of my throat. Could this be why I don't have a gag reflex?

by Anonymousreply 8Last Wednesday at 4:52 PM

Well, there was that time I made a porno with Luka Magnotta.

by Anonymousreply 9Last Wednesday at 4:59 PM

Getting caught in a riptide at the beach. Hard to understand how scary it is until it happens.

by Anonymousreply 10Last Wednesday at 5:01 PM

R10 Yeah I once swam too far into the ocean and on the way back to the shore gulped a bunch of sea water and was absolutely exhausted - if there wasnโ€™t that buoy that I was able to grasp onto with my last ounce of strength, I would have definitely drown

by Anonymousreply 11Last Thursday at 7:24 PM

I was taking a lefthand turn onto a busy road, with my brothernin the passenger seat. A semi truck was barrelling towards us but had its turn signal on, so I went ahead and took the left hand turn, thinking the truck was about to turn right. He didnt turn at all, just drove straight ahead and we almost collided. I saw him in my rearview, he stopped the truck and jumped out in the middle of a busy road and was screaming at me. I always hesitate to turn when an oncoming car has its turn signal on.

by Anonymousreply 12Last Thursday at 7:50 PM

You should have stayed there, OP. Death is not even an option.

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by Anonymousreply 13Last Thursday at 8:27 PM

I'm 2 years and 3 months older than my younger brother. I remember my mother changing him in a bassinet and I was on the floor underneath.

I'm guessing he was around a year; maybe less? so this goes back pretty far.

I picked up a hanger and put it in an electric socket; BIG BLUE FLASH;

the guys at my dad's office the next day after he told the story said: your kid got real lucky.

there were other instances; a lot of times I walked away from a bully; often, I thought I should try to have the My Bodyguard moment where the kid bloodies Matt Dillon's nose.

But those are movies. I played it safe.

by Anonymousreply 14Last Thursday at 8:39 PM

no, not a bassinet.

It was changing table, duh.

by Anonymousreply 15Last Thursday at 8:40 PM
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