Well yes I too have delightful memories that involve inebriated women. And of course, like you gentlemen, I would never take advantage of someone under the influence.
Just the delight of watching a woman lower her barriers and show us her inner sexual feelings, even if only for a moment, is a true gift.
One of my favorite ones: I was in a large bar with over 400 people, and all night I was watching this beautiful blonde woman dance. She was with her friends and no guy was trying to make a pass at her. As I sauntered closer to her, she looked more stunningly beautiful every step of the way. I am talking g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s, like a 10 out of 10. I couldn't believe she was not a world-famous model or something. Anyway, I was too shy to actually look at her, but as the music progressed, she stepped closer to me. All she did was place her index finger on my neck, and slowly slide it down the front of my shirt, down to my waist. Unfortunately, I smelled alcohol powerfully emanating from her, and I realized that any reciprocation by me would be unseemly. So I smiled and moved on. It is amazing how powerful that moment is in my memory though.
