During the summer of my first year at a community college, which I transferred from my one year at a State University, I arrived home from my classes when I felt something on my neck.
Putting my hand on my neck, I pulled some bits which appeared to be some kind of bug bite. The area on my neck started bleeding a bit. I quickly washed with water and put on a band-aid.
In the evening, my father came home from work. Coming downstairs from my bedroom to the kitchen where my father was sorting out the day's mail, I cheerfully greeted, "Hello Dad."
My dad looked up and greeted me back. He then did a double-take at the band-aid on my neck.
Suspiciously, he asked, "Did you have a hickey?"