Being Good is Bad?

I had the craziest Friday of my life . As usual I met a guy . I went to happy hour and got a little too happy. He was not my usual but he did meet the height requirement . He introduced himself to me and my friend and we laughed when told us his name . Needless to say, his name was suggestive of a drug dealer's nick name or a porn star. I immediately asked for identification as I do not call people by nickname. I think it is because I have so many . Anyway he was offended because I asked for ID and I asked if he was a drug dealer . He was offended ,as he should've been. He asked if I was asking because he was black. I said no as I know of black and white drug dealers alike and with your suggestive name , I had to ask . We talked and flirted. He Bought a round of drinks and gave me his card.  I gave him my number and then I went to another bar where my friend promotes.  I was a little drunk but somehow I made it to the place.  At that point my phone rang . It was the guy asking if he could join me at the next spot . I said ok.  I gave him the address as I was talking to my friend . Of course I was late as usual. I was able to catch up with my friends and they drove me home. It was great seeing them . I get home and my phone rings. It's the guy asking me where I was.  I said home. It then dawned on me that I was not supposed to leave . I had a chuckle and apologized whole heartedly . When I drink , my only concern is getting home. In that moment I sobered up and I then I told him I was starving and he could meet me at the diner in my neighborhood. He did. We ate and talked and it was cool. Little did he know less than a week ago I was there with a guy . Granted it was my friend but  The waitress however did recognize me and gave me the side eye . We went to his car and we listened to music. He was shocked that I knew most classic reggae songs . He leaned in to kiss me.  It was good . We kissed and touched . The right amount of tongue and such.  I'm not sure if it was the alcohol, my attraction to him , the fact that it had been a while or a combination , but I was turned all the way on. He kissed my neck. I wanted to give it to him right then and there but I'm just not about that life . Some would say I'm corny others may say I'm boring others may say I'm a woman of virtue . Honestly it's because I don't want any diseases. I don't know that  guy. Though I was  a little too friendly , he still was a stranger.  He drove me home and offered to walk me to the door . I declined . I would've been setting myself up to get screwed. I told him I'd call him to set something up. he said ok.  I called a day later . He didn't respond. He then text me the next day saying that what happened should not have . He insisted that I was a good girl and he was sparing me. He went on and on as if I was trying to be his girl tomorrow .  My thought is  we got drunk, We kissed -relax.  Not that serious .He then stated that he did better with smart asses and I would only be hurt.  Now I took his word for it because he probably is right. He would know better than I do . I learned a long time ago that when a man tells you something , you should listen. This instance is no different. What did bother me was that he implied being a good girl was a negative . In addition obviously what you have been trying is not working because you are single (allegedly ) . So I guess sometimes being good is bad.  Madness .