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Just Another Heartless Bitch Paying For His Olive Garden
by Sheena C. (23, F, Sacramento, CA)

"I had met a guy online through a pinup website I moderated. He was very nice, older, smart and artistic. We talked a few times on IM and the phone until we agreed to meet. I was apprehensive to meet him and go on a date with someone I hadn't met in person before so I told him I had plans at a certain time and that we should just go out for coffee.

We met at a Barnes & Noble that had a Starbucks in it. We each paid for our coffee. He downed his while I sipped mine. I barely got one word in while he talked about his mom, his exes, how he's a push-over because he loves too much, and what music rocks his soul (true quote).

After 20 min he asked if I was done with my coffee because he wanted to eat. I started to tell him that I had plans with some friends that lived around the corner but he cut me off and said "If I don't eat, I'll get sick. You don't want me to get sick, do you?" So I agreed to go.

He then asked me if I could drive. I told him that I didn't expect to so my car was messy; he agreed to drive. We walked over to his car (while he held my hand), and he started to say how he was moving and please excuse the mess because his car was a "little messy." There was absolutely no room to move around in his car. His whole back seat was filled with papers, newspapers, albums, CDs, fast food wrappers, and candy wrappers. As I got in he told me to watch my feet.

We proceeded to drive around for 45 min while he kept petting my hand, arm, and telling me how beautiful I was. I finally told him that I had plans and that we should go to the Olive Garden down the street.

We got a table, and he proceeded to tell me about how he lost his virginity. Details and all. (EXAMPLE: Her hair was flowing like an angel, we made love for 3 days, the thrust of her hips brought tears of joy to my eyes). When we got the check, he asked if I had money because the coffee put him "over the edge." Even though I had ordered a small side salad, I paid for it.

Then on the way back to my car. He told me the skirt I was wearing were making his pants tight and he wanted to know if I wanted to stop off at a hotel for the night. I politely declined.

He later called, text, IMed and emailed me for 2+ months before telling me I was like all the other heartless bitches that has screwed him over."