The Most Dangerous Game

Story Submitted by Samantha:

Kyle and I met at church. He was a bright and caring young man, and I couldn't believe that he wasn't taken. He invited me out to dinner at a small restaurant that had board games available for its patrons.

We ordered drinks and an appetizer, then pulled out a checkerboard and some checkers. He said, "Let's make a deal on the outcome of this game."

I liked his playful style, so I told him, "Name your terms!"

He said, "If you win, which you won't, we can split any dessert you want. If I win... it's a surprise."

I said, "I can't commit unless I know what I stand to lose."

He said, "I'll give you a hint: are you a virgin?"

My good feelings flash-evaporated. Really? Really?

I said, "I don't think I'm up for anything like that tonight."

He said, "Then you'd better hope you win!"

I played the game, although I had no intention of doing anything sexual with him, either way. At one point, I excused myself to use the restroom and when I returned, I found an extra couple of kings on the board — his, of course. By then, I meant to beat him no matter what.

It was tough going, and at one point his pieces outnumbered mine nearly two to one, but I was able to king all of my pieces and best him with only two kings left.

"So," I said sweetly, "Which dessert do you want to split?"

He said, "You shouldn't have beat me. That's bullshit."

"Cheating usually works for you?"

"Fuck you. I'm not a cheater."

Something about the way he said it made me think that he was channeling his sexual frustration into a simmering rage. I wanted to end the date as quickly and carefully as possible.

I suggested, "Let's order a dessert."

"I don't want dessert."

I asked him if he wanted to leave and he said that he didn't care, so I asked for the check. He said, "We're splitting. I don't pay unless I know I'm getting some."

I put down $20 and said, "I'm sorry that I'm not a prostitute."

"It's a shame you're an idiot," he said.

"Are referring to sex with you? Actually, I consider my decision one of the smartest I've ever made."

He jumped out of his seat, knocking it over, and leaned at me as if he meant me harm. I didn't flinch. He left me there with the entire check.

When I explained the situation to the management, they were very understanding and only charged me for my portion of the meal. When I explained the situation to my pastor (as I said, Kyle and I met at church), he told me to forgive Kyle and not to worry.

The next week, I didn't see Kyle at church, and when I did see him again, he wouldn't even make eye contact with me.


  1. HAHA "I'll give you a hint: are you a virgin?" I imagined a descending trombone going through your mind when he said that.

  2. ^lol!!!

    I'm proud of the OP. She didn't freak out, egg him on, or back down when he kind of went psycho. She also didn't try and make his life miserable or overreact.

    I would've knocked a tooth out when he came at me. But that's just me.

  3. I can't believe your pastor told you to just "forgive" Kyle and "not to worry". At the very least he should have reprimanded Kyle for treating a member of the congregation like she was a cheap hooker!

  4. ^...what they don't mention is the the pastor was forgive by Kyle for years of sexual abuse.

  5. I actually heard a "Wah, wah, wah, whaaaaaaa . . ." in my mind.

  6. Just a bad time all around. But at least the restaurant only charged you for your part.

  7. It's pretty obvious, the devil made him do it. Perhaps the pastor can do an exorcism and change his trash talking, gambling on anything, virgin chasing ways.

  8. Maybe the OP needn't worry, but the pastor should probably be concerned that he raised a slimy, entitled, misogynistic brat.

  9. I heard the "dun dun DUUUUUNNNNNN" sound effect in my head.

  10. Samantha, sorry to hear that. My thoughts, I believe too many Christians are having sex out of wedlock to begin with, I would have asked him more about his faith. Forgive him? Yes, but not to worry? I say tell him to really think about what God wants him to do with his life. Then say, man up and act like a man after God's heart. Hope you find a nice guy who is a real man.

  11. TheGnome, I don't think he was the pastor's son.


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