This all took place early saturday morning, I was out with this guy for the 3rd time and some friends. He kept offering to buy me beer and shots and i kept accepting with the mindset that "why does he keep wanting me to drink so badly?". Next thing i know, i'm waking up the next morning in his bed with no panties on, my car not there and i'm missing my credit card. When i woke up, i was wondering what i was doing there and i had some glimpses of what happened through the night. But i wanted to leave as soon as i woke up and while he was still asleep, but then i realized i didn't have my car and my phone was about near dead because it hadn't been charged overnight. He woke up and i asked him where my panties were and where his clothes were (as he was completely naked) and he asked me if i hadn't remembered what happened last night. I said "barely". But the next thing he said was "we have to go to CVS and get you PlanB..." i couldn't believe it. I felt horrible! I was thinking how and why, because i don't remember having sex. And i was mad that he didn't wear protection because he could have had a disease and i didn't know. When i had mentioned to him that i was going to leave while he was still asleep but i don't have my car, he said "ah huh, you can't leave" in a joking way. The last time i spent the night at his place, i left as soon as i woke up and while he was still asleep. So maybe that's why he made sure i didn't have my car this time, who knows. When i spent the night at his place before, i was not this drunk and we didn't have sex but we did fool around. I do remember telling him last night when he kept asking repeatedly that i wasn't sure i wanted to go back to his place afterwards and then when we were getting ready to head home i said i wanted him to take me back to my car to go home but he insisted that i go back to his place. And the fact that i had hung out with him twice before and that we chat all the time made me not feel bad enough to tell my friends to take me home. They would have gladly taken me home had i alerted them to any problems but i did not think things were going to go down the way that they did. So as i was sitting up trying to make sense of what happened, it dawned on me that my back door was pretty sore which means that something happened back there. I remember him asking me last time we hung out if i had ever tried anal before and i told him yes but i'm not interested in doing it going forward as it was too uncomfortable. So it occured to me that he may have been trying to do so while i was asleep. We had sex again before we headed out and as i'm laying there, i'm thinking to myself how did we get to this point where we are having sex so nonchalantly. For all i know, this is the first time. But the way he was handling it, it felt like we had done this a thousand times already. We went to CVS, i took the plan b, we hung out for a little bit after he took me to my car and i walked around with sunglasses on because my head was still spinning and the sunlight was killing me. I was still kinda out of it. It wasn't until i woke up this morning that i felt bad, i started thinking about the fact that i could have been pregnant had i not taken this plan b and that i had sex with a guy while i was barely consious. I feel so horrible and taken advantage of. I keep wondering if it was my fault for not taking better precautions and being too nice. i feel bad that i let it go that far, especially when i saw the warning signs when i was sober. Am i making a bigger deal about this than it really is (especially since i still hung out with him for a little bit after the fact and had sex again yesterday), or am i right to feel this way? Should i say anything to him or just let it go and do better next time?