Unexpected consequences
Found a website that required me to supply a lot of very specific information about myself - real name, where I live, what I'd been doing with my life and stuff like that. Got a nice email from a girl named Julie* who asked if we could meet. Great, I thought.

Found the address on time, knocked on the door and I was invited in. Bugger me - she's got two of her male friends there too - I guess she wanted to play it safe. Had a good chat for about an hour and all three of them seemed to like me as I got invited back.

Now I see her and her mates almost on a daily basis. Also, for some reason, the company that owns the building we meet in pays a substantial amount of monies into my bank account every month.

I really have no idea how things turned out like they did.

*Name changed to protect the fictitious.
( P-MONKE We're all fucked, Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:05, 5 replies)

nah
not a clue.
but I'm pretty thick...so there's that.
(Gritty, yet fluffy. kipperpillock is obsessed with me =), Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:59, closed)

Jobsite

( shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Thu 20 Oct 2011, 15:08, closed)

Gobshite

(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Thu 20 Oct 2011, 15:19, closed)

Knobshite

( shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Thu 20 Oct 2011, 17:48, closed)

Ahhhh...
...Very polished.
( P-MONKE We're all fucked, Fri 21 Oct 2011, 2:51, closed)