Story Submitted by Dawn:
When I was 29, Charles messaged me online and I read his profile. He was 30, ran two businesses, was handsome, and came off sounding very, very intelligent. I had to wonder what the catch was.
His e-mails were very well-written and he seemed genuinely interested in me. I gave him my number, but he said that he wasn't in a rush to call it.
"That would be too forward," he said, "Let's go slow."
I didn't bat an eyelash at that. Everything about the guy seemed great. In retrospect, I only knew as much as what he told me himself, so perhaps this whole thing was a valuable learning experience in that regard.
After three weeks of messages, I wrote him to ask if he wanted to meet. We made all the arrangements, and to be frank, I was already falling for the guy. He was always so full of compliments and always made me feel great after a bad day at work (and I had several of those).
After work on the day of our date, I went home to prepare when my phone rang, a number I didn't recognize. I picked up.
A young man's voice said, "Dawn, it's Charles. I have to cancel our date. I'm... something at the office..."
Then a harsh woman's voice said, "Paul is grounded. No phone calls."
Click.
Paul?
Grounded?
The next day, his online profile was gone.
Was I about to go on a date with a 15-year-old?
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Yep. Pervert.
ReplyDeleteKids these days.
ReplyDeleteAt least we know that when he gets old enough for his mom to cut her apron strings, he'll be a smooth-talking, huge hit with the ladies.
ReplyDeletethis reminds me of elaine from seinfeld. :)
ReplyDeleteUnlike Lloyd Christmas, the OP did NOT desperately want to make love to a schoolboy.
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