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IDK where to park this, so it's going here. The net is, I'm rather proud of myself.
I had a second date Friday that went sideways right off. The first date went great, so I happily accepted a second date for a pool side lunch at his Siesta Key condo. I showed up looking stylish in my bikini, big hat, and long cover-up. But before I can even put my purse down he's groping my boobs and VJ. I politely correct him, twice. It's falling on deaf ears so I decide to leave. He decides to stop me. He blocks my path and grabs my shoulders...
At this point I'm scared, really scared. Then again, I grew up with two brothers and know what to do.
I haul off and hit him in the balls as hard as I can with the knife edge of my hand. He drops. Calmly I step over him and leave.
Later, he texts me explaining it's all my fault. His logic is, I'm so pretty he can't help himself. All I can think is WTF dude?!
...freakin' azzhole
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Dixie
Bradenton, FL
2013 Camaro ZL1
Last edited by Dixie; 09-07-2024 at 05:05 PM..
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