Night of the long knives
Long time lurker first time poster.

I'll skip the details as to why I put my profile up but I did eventually meet a great girl through it and dated for 3 years, but anyway on with the story.

A girl replied to my profile and after swapping a few messages which got progressively dirtier and late night drunken phone sex I thought I was on to a winner and decided it was time to meet up.

Drink went ok though she wasn't exactly a beauty contest contestant. Still I thought sometimes chubby girls try harder to make up for it and I had been through quite a dry spell and needed to make it over 'the hump' so to speak. She invited me back to her place which turned out to be some distance away in another town so she drove us there.

All the way back she seemed very quiet and fairly distracted until we arrived back at her house and she broke down in tears and told me how she self-harmed and showed me all the scars on her wrists. Needless to say I was quite freaked out but covered it well. She said she really liked me but that thought her secret would put me off...

...so I did what any man in my situation would do, stuck about 20 miles from his home and no chance of getting back that evening. I gave it to her anyway though she just lay there like a dead whale. Anyway, one night of awkward low quality sex was following by an awkward breakfast where she basically told me that I was the best thing to happen to her in ages. Now starting to feel like a complete c*nt I made up some excuse about needing to get back to do some uni work so she offered to drop me home.

I got her to drop me at the end of my road and waited for her to drive off before I went to my front door so she couldn't know which house I lived at. I spent the next month avoiding phone calls and looking out the window before I left the house to check she wasn't waiting for me (forgot to mention she worked very nearby), while my housemates mecilessly ripped the piss out of me. Their favourite prank was to have one of them ring the doorbell while another one answered then came up to tell me there was a rather large girl with cuts on her arms at the front door.

Anyway, I hope I've learnt from the experience and won't do anything so shitty to someone again and just get out of there early on.

No apologies for length as this is a bit like therapy for me!
(bigjonnydynamite, Fri 14 Sep 2007, 13:59, Reply)