7/06/2015

Paid in Full

Story Sent in by Earl:

I found Inez on a dating site and we talked almost daily before we met. We hit it off really well and were already sexting before we even had a first date. That first date went really well. I took her out for coffee and we visited a huge costume/thrift store that we both liked. At the end of the date, we made out. I'd say it went well.

She invited me to her place for our second date, and she made it pretty clear that we were going to do more than make out. But when I arrived there and she invited me in, she suddenly changed her mind and pushed me out the door. She said, "I'm sorry, I can't," and then closed the door in my face.

I knocked at the door, as I wanted to talk to her and try to make her comfortable. She didn't open it and so I texted her, "We can go out somewhere, if you'd rather. Or just talk. It's okay."

She opened her door, invited me in, and sat with me on her couch. We talked for a while about how past boyfriends had hurt her, and then she kissed me. It went on for a little while before she broke away and said, "No! No! I can't do it! I'm sorry. You have to go."

Disappointed and more than a little confused, I stood up to leave. I wasn't about to argue with her. As I made for the door, she grabbed me and hugged me tight. "I'm sorry," she said again, "I'm just not sure what I want right now."

That was clear. But then she felt around my pockets and her hand tightened around my wallet. She asked, "Do you have any money?"

"Yes."

"Can I have it?"

I said, "You want me to give you my cash? I don't really know about that."

She said, "Please? I'll let you stay if you give it to me."

I backed away and said, "I don't think so. I'm heading out."

I made for her door and opened it. I was going to turn around and wish her well, but she shoved me out before I could do that and slammed the door behind me. I never saw her again.

2 comments:

  1. Ha! Best prostitution move ever! Using online dating sites to find guys, get them all worked up, then ask for money. Not a bad scheme and you get to know your Johns a little before fleecing them for cash. Pretty crafty whores, pretty crafty......

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  2. I ain't sayin' she a gold digger...

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