He then asked me a few more innocent question before switching the topic back, asking if I liked oral sex and other oddly worded questions that I can’t remember

“Have you ever just kissed anyone just simply because you were horny?” he asked rather loudly considering we were in a crowded cafe. no. not really. I think that’s more of a male thing, I can’t say I’ve done that.. no.” (sounds sexist, shutup I was under pressure). I lightly told him that it was rude to ask me that but still was tolerant of him (I’ve encountered many douches and at that time felt I wouldn’t get much better).

Not long after this, he suggested we leave. By this I thought he meant part ways, as he knew I had to meet up with a friend not long after coffee.

Luckily he did because ironically, I had left my wallet at home. I felt like it was such a cliche but felt super guilty as it makes me feel bad when anyone pays for me.

When we got in the car, he started to drive a different direction to where I lived (which was 5 minutes away). I asked where we were going and he pulled up in a street nearby with little to no street lights that was extremely dim and parked outside a random house. Continue reading →