PacificBlue
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- Jul 11, 2001
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I feel scared.
He doesn't know where I live. We met several weeks ago...the man I spoke about a couple weeks ago. I had decided that things were moving to fast. I'm still not convinced that he's not lying about being married but as I have no proof, I can't say for sure.
We met tonight...he asked to come over. I said no. I told him if he wanted to get to know me...he would have to take me out on a date. Things would go no further until we got to know each other better...in public places. He said he wanted to spend time with me alone at my house so he wouldn't have to share me with others. I said...things need to move slower for me. What does dating prove, he asked? Then he told me he wanted to take me home and make love to me. He said I would enjoy it. He said he was a good lover. He said I would be making a mistake if I said no. I said no. I explained that I wanted to know more about him...his favorite color, his favorite weather...BEFORE I got into bed with him. He said those things weren't important...they would come later. People are more honest after having sex, he said. He told me how beautiful my eyes were. How much he wanted me. He tried to kiss me and I turned my head. I said no again. He gave me one more opportunity to bring him home. I said nothing... he said I'd rejected him. He said to look him up if I changed my mind. I took the scenic route home and hid my car, just in case.
He doesn't know where I live. We met several weeks ago...the man I spoke about a couple weeks ago. I had decided that things were moving to fast. I'm still not convinced that he's not lying about being married but as I have no proof, I can't say for sure.
We met tonight...he asked to come over. I said no. I told him if he wanted to get to know me...he would have to take me out on a date. Things would go no further until we got to know each other better...in public places. He said he wanted to spend time with me alone at my house so he wouldn't have to share me with others. I said...things need to move slower for me. What does dating prove, he asked? Then he told me he wanted to take me home and make love to me. He said I would enjoy it. He said he was a good lover. He said I would be making a mistake if I said no. I said no. I explained that I wanted to know more about him...his favorite color, his favorite weather...BEFORE I got into bed with him. He said those things weren't important...they would come later. People are more honest after having sex, he said. He told me how beautiful my eyes were. How much he wanted me. He tried to kiss me and I turned my head. I said no again. He gave me one more opportunity to bring him home. I said nothing... he said I'd rejected him. He said to look him up if I changed my mind. I took the scenic route home and hid my car, just in case.