Hurricane Handy Cam

I met this guy on a popular internet dating site and I agreed to go on a date with him. He said that his cousin knew of a great Spanish place in the city, so that is where we went. He offered to pick me up and I relented, since I am not really a fan of driving into the city, let alone in the Village. We went to this place called Zuma bar, or something like that on Ave A. The place was really nice, but packed to the gills. I often question when a guy wants to take me to get Spanish food. I feel like its bringing sand to the beach (FYI, I’m Spainish).

We had a nice dinner. I thought we would go to the bar after dinner, or to any of the other bars in that area, but he went back to the car. When we got to the car, we talked about where to go, and we agreed to go to a bar closer to home. We had a nice talk in the car about internet dating, everything was fine.

On the way, he began with the “I just want to hang out and chill”. I said that the place is not far and is very relaxed, but he didn’t say anything. Then he said “we should go to your house and have a bottle of wine and watch a movie”. I said that this is not an option. Of course, you know that he was not happy. He dropped me off, with barely a good bye. I was home by 10. Funny thing, he texted when he got home and said he had a nice time. I was a bit put off by what happened in the car, but I figured that perhaps he was trying to see how far he could go.

Sat morning arrives and he texts me and asks what I’m doing. He said that he was going to see his mom, but that he also wants to see me. I remind of the the impending storm, but we agree to speak later. Not 30 minutes later, I get a text from him that says “come pick me up”. I’ll spare you the back in forth, but essentially, he invited himself over to my house and insisted that I make dinner. He wanted me to go pick him up b/c he didn’t want anything to happen to his car as there are a lot of trees around here. Aside from the blatant red flags, I hypothetically brought up the fact that then I would have to drive him home in the middle of a hurricane. You’ll be surprised to hear, that he graciously offered to sleep over. I said no, and he said that we would speak later.

I received about 7 more texts, with the exact same message “I want to see you, come pick me up, let’s spend the storm together” Ad nauseum.

Sometime around 10PM he calls me and we’re talking. He made a passive aggressive remark about me not picking him up, I responded with a sarcastic remark of my own, and he laughed. We were chatting about the storm, when the call was lost. About 20 minutes later, I get a text from him and this is what it said (please excuse the language, but there is no way to paraphrase) ” Take a picture of your pussy and send it to me..I wanna cum inside you”. I did not respond. He took that as encouragement, and then sent me a picture of his penis. I responded with please stop sending me these messages, I do not like them, and they make me uncomfortable”. He reply was “whatever your boring” (notice the incorrect use of your). He called me, I did not pick up. That was the last I heard from him.

I quickly went to the computer to take down my profile — no more online dating for me.

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