Well, these days I'd be a 6.
14 years ago...in high school, and for a year or so afterwards, I would have fallen somewhere around a 4.
About three years ago, this girl I worked with...Olivia...we were at a party, and she beckons me to join her in the hallway. So I did, thinking she had something to tell me. Once I was in the hallway, she shoved me into another room, closed the door, and pushed me up against it, and before I knew what was happening, her tongue was in my mouth. Blech. Anyhow, I was trying to push her off of me, and she just said, "Come on honey, give me some sugar..."
I was mortified! I did manage to get away after a moment, but needless to say, the experience was most unpleasant. I worked with this girl for a year prior to this, and she had never exhibited any interest in me.....so I guess she had some sort of pent up tension she needed to release.
The next day at work, she was not the least bit embarassed.....she seemed quite proud of herself. I, on the other hand, avoided her for a few days......until I was sure she wasn't going to jump me in the breakroom.