Hi Lucia,
I have a "friend" who is a stripper. I don’t know where she is coming from and I don’t want to be a doormat. She calls me constantly – in between classes, before she goes to work, when she gets off work (4 a.m.) and tells me all her problems.
We've slept together twice, and all on her terms. The first time was the morning after I’d had a date with a Spanish hottie the night before. The second time she took me to dinner, and said "I'm horny, you're looking f’ing hot, and I'm going to do you." She always used to say she wanted to see me when she got off work but would then have some lame excuse as to why she never made it over.
On my birthday she sent me some really deep, cute e-cards that seemed to say she was looking for a hubby. On other occasions she's sent me loaded text messages such as "u belong to me" "you keep hopn and dreamin" "ro ro will you marry me"
The main reason I like her is because she's intelligent and hot but she's also ruthless and cunning, much like myself. To me, that's downright SEXY. However, I also know it’s her job to make her clients feel special, to make them feel like they are the only one. She has never asked me for money and she usually pays if we go out.
Although she has many admirable qualities, I don't want to be played. Being a chemical engineer, I tried using logic, but sometimes another hot, educated, female is the best answer!
I will take your advice to heart as I think she's been using me and it's time to say "Later"! Roman
Hi Roman,
Exactly what type of logic were you using? Is it possible some of the chemistry fumes from the lab went to your head? The statement that scares me the most is: She is cunning and ruthless…that’s downright sexy. Since when did these become admirable qualities in a mate? A hit man? Absolutely. A politician? Probably. A criminal lawyer? Goes without saying. A mate? Never.
You’re right. She is intelligent. She’s figured out that she can do whatever she wants with/to you, and you’ll accept whatever crumbs she throws your way. You’ll be her therapist whenever she needs to discuss her problems and her booty call when she’s horny. She keeps hope alive but never satisfied, by sending e-cards and text messages.
The equation of you + her = CO (carbon monoxide for you non chemists). It's time to say “Later!”
