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I met this guy a few months ago through some mutual friends. He was out with a very close friend of mine and that friend introduced us one night at a local bar. We exchanged numbers and hit it off very well.

He was a great guy.

We spent numerous hours on the phone, meeting up for lunch and dinner dates. A few movies here and there, spending a lot of time at each other’s houses, Just dating!

This man was great!

He was fun loving, great father to his child, hard worker, religious and a wonderful friend. He had a very demanding job but he still found time to fit me in whenever we wanted to see each other. Because of previous circumstances in our past relationships we weren’t moving towards a relationship but just enjoying each other’s company.

That was PERFECT with me.

After talking to him for about four months, I decided that I was going to go on and give him the pink panther (don’t laugh). I invited him over for dinner and just some relaxing after work one Friday evening. He came over, we had dinner and drinks… and the night was going great… His work phone and personal phone kept ringing but he turned them both off. I told him that maybe it was important. He replied I was the only important thing to him right now.

SCORE!!!!!!!!!!

While about 30 minutes into the movie we were watching, a little touching started happening.. We had kissed before but nothing else occurred. Until this time! Next thing I know this man had me on the couch in the Carolina Buck! From the couch, to the floor, dining room table, then bedroom …. THIS MAN PUT IT ON ME!!!!

After the session, he spent the night. I got up the next morning and cooked breakfast. We sat around the house and talked for a little while then he left.

NOTHING CHANGED AFTER THE SEX!!!

We would still talk and text as much. Later on in the following week, I received flowers at my job from an anonymous person. There was nothing on the card. A couple of hours after I received the flowers I received a text from him saying, those are just my thanks for that night. I was taken aback!

The following weekend, he invited me out because some friends of his were coming into town and they wanted to go out. All of us were going to just hit the club scene and do a little late night eating! I drove my car to his house and parked in the driveway and rode to the club with him. I called my girls, had them to meet me there and we got LIVE!!! Drinks flowing, Laughs, GOOD TIMES!

After about my 5th drink I was feeling REALLY good and he whispered in my ear and asked was I going home with him? YES SIR I AM!!! An hour or so we left and went back to his place. Both of us intoxicated we fell asleep.

Shortly after I fall asleep, I hear a knock on the door. It’s 4am in the morning, What is going on? I wake him up like “Babe someone is at the door.” He told me I was drunk and to go back to sleep. Ok, so maybe I am. I did have one too many shots. Next thing I know, I hear something being thrown at the window. I wake him up again and was like somebody is outside of your house. He tells me it’s not.

Now, I’m a little ghetto at times. I carry a pistol. So I reached for my purse that was on the night stand and sat up in the bed. If someone is about to come in here on me then one of us going to jail and the other going to hell.

This last time I nudged him and was like “LOOK NIGGA YOU BETTER GO CHECK YOUR SHIT BECAUSE IF SOMEBODY COME IN HERE I’M GONNA SHOOT FIRST AND ASK QUESTIONS LATER. He gets up. By this time there is a car horn blaring. I jump out the bed and put my clothes on because I’m sure a fight is about to happen.

He tells me to calm down he’ll handle it. So then there is a knock on the door again followed by screaming “Rashad I know you’re in there, OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR” ! He turns around and looks at me with my pistol in my hand and my pistol permit face up in my wallet. “I said open the door Rashad.” He then says “Shanay, I’m not opening that door, she play crazy but uhm I see you really don’t have good sense.”

IT’S GOOD YOU KNOW!

Finally, she leaves …………

I’m pissed by this time! So I grab my shit and leave! He’s begging me not to go and let’s talk about it. I don’t want to talk. All the talking has been done!

So who is this you may ask? Well Rashad says that she’s his ex-girlfriend that doesn’t know how to let go! It doesn’t matter who she is to me, I don’t deal with drama. I had to cut him off. I’ll still get random calls, texts and flowers to my job. We’ve even bumped into each other out a few times since then. Never actually found out who the girl was, but I haven’t had any problems since either.

The Dating Struggle continues….

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