She always bitched and complained about “the father of her child” so I assumed she was never married or was recently divorced. After 6 months of casual dating I found out that she was separated, not divorced or an unwed mother as I had thought. She told me “we need to talk about this” when I asked her if she was married. That conversation never happened.
Aftermath: Her husband found who I was and tried to run me down in a supermarket parking lot. I shared this with several friends and family members in case anything ever happens to me.
This post was submitted by Bill.
Lots of sex. The sex tapered off (not my choice) and the computer porn came. Some nudie pics looked homemade. I looked for them on his phone and found not only those pics, but videos of the girl in a setting that appeared to be his job. He said he had meant to delete them but had forgotten. Hard to believe since they were labled “free oil change”.
Aftermath: It took me 2 and a half years to get rid of his lying, cheating, stealing, abusive ass. He went to prison. I am now in love and engaged to an amazing man. The child I had with “assdad” has no idea who he is, and the $2 he sends for her every month reminds me how lucky I am to have gotten out of that alive.
This post was submitted by SuzyQ.
After dating her a couple weeks I was driving her home for the first time. As I pulled into her driveway I saw her GIRLFRIEND running at me with a baseball bat. Guess she wasn’t up for a three-way.
Aftermath: I heard her girlfriend dumped her and she gained 40 pounds. Maybe she should have stuck with dudes.
This post was submitted by Brody.
We met up for bondage role play and with him blindfolded and his hands behind his back, I shoved him forward causing his face to bounce off the bed post and the floor. I then left saying, “You can clean this up, right?” (talking about the blood).
Aftermath: Broke his nose and gave him a severe concussion. Haven’t heard from him since.
This post was submitted by jack.
best of sex
It was over when he called me “Nancy” in bed. Nancy is not my name. It’s my mother’s.
Aftermath: It was also his ex-girlfriend’s name. I broke up with him soon after, for less creepy reasons.