I didn't get any feeling out of it. It was purely physical.
I didn't have a choice, he/she made me, they were wearing strong perfume.
It wasn't my fault, I was drunk and vulnerable.
I was home sick in bed. It was a double.
I know it looked like my car in the park, but I swear there are other cars like mine with the same license plate.
I loaned my car to my friend.
She/He got me in a compromising position.
She/He said you were cheating on me, and the best way to get revenge was to do it with her/him.
Your family and friends are liars, they didn't see me running from the hotel.
I swear, I didn't enjoy any bit of it, it meant nothing to me.
I was only experimenting, how do I know you are any good, unless I have someone to compare against you.
She told me you were cheating on me, and that she would tell me his name once I took care of her.
I didn't mean to hurt you, you can cheat on me, I'll pretend I'm someone else, once we do it, we'll be even.
It was only physical, I was imagining she was you, so in a sense I was not cheating on you.
I didn't enjoy one bit of it, I didn't want to hurt her feelings.
I did it for you, I wanted to learn how to better please you.
I don't know, I was bored.
I thought you cheated on me first.
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