My Nightmare Date --part two

Apparently my date had two personalities:the polite professional one,who seemed calm and confident and the loud,bragging,sexist pig personality that I was trapped in the car with.

He was dressed in expensive,stylish clothes,with glossy hair,a nice white smile and he smelled so good.I had found him physically,very attractive.I amazed myself at how fickle I could be,because I didn't like him at all now.

We arrived at the restaurant and were seated.To give him his due,it was a great restaurant,very expensive.I knew he didn't have a lot of money,so perhaps he was trying to impress me.Now I felt guilty because I didn't like the guy.

He showed off with the wine steward,the big know-it-all.I guess he considered himself something of a wine connoisseur and he ordered food in the same know-it-all way.I knew I was picking faults.The poor guy wouldn't be able to do anything right in my eyes now.

All through dinner,he regaled me with his brilliant career so far.Case by case,I heard how amazingly well he handled all his clients,and what a genius he was in court.I honestly don't remember if he asked me any questions about myself at all.He had probably read my file and knew all he wanted to know.It gradually dawned on me that he was selling himself to me,trying to convince me to buy the product and what a hard sell it was.If he had been a different person ,it might have endeared him to me.I might have told him he didn't have to try so hard.He also told a lot of off colour jokes(very inappropriate on a first date),followed by his piercing laugh.Had I been more worldly,I would have seen that he was sending me a pretty clear message with those jokes.

Mercifully,dinner ended.Once in the car,he said,"it's still early let's go to my apartment for a while."

I replied,"no thankyou,I'd like to go home and check on my children."

"I'd really like to show you my wine collection."

"Perhaps another time."

"Your mom is perfectly capable of taking care of the kids".

"I'd rather not."

"C'mon,do I have to beg you?"

"Of course not.Well,okay,for a little while then."(WHAT!Stupid,stupid woman.)

You have to remember,I related this guy to our family lawyer,a very trusted friend.I had no worries for my safety.When I entered his apartment,I was really impressed.The guy had great taste,understated elegance,even a few good art pieces.He took my coat and as I was looking at a painting he grabbed me from behind and slobbered all over my neck.I squawked in surprise and tried to pull away.

"C'mon,you know why we're here."He slid his hands up over my breasts."I've seen you sneaking looks at me."

I turned around and shoved his chest as hard as I could.I couldn't budge him.In those days all divorcees were considered "Hot to Trot".I had to get out of there,but not before I gave him a piece of my mind.Just as I opened my mouth to tell him what a piece of shit he was,he kissed me and shoved his tongue so far down my throat I gagged.Afterwards,I wished I had blown chunks all over him.If he thought buying me a dinner would get him some sex,then he could have his dinner back.What perfect revenge.

I struggled and he started using a little force."C'mon,no games." he said.

"Get off me 'asshole'."

"Stop being such a bitch.We both need this.I waited a long time for this."

"Then wait till hell freezes over 'fuckhead'."

He said,"I put out for this evening,now you put out.Surely,that's why you came up here."

He shoved me against the wall and ground his pelvis against me.I could tell he was very aroused.I realized if I didn't do something pretty drastic,I might be assaulted.So,when he tried to do the tongue thing again,I bit it,hard.

He squealed like a woman and backed off.His tongue was bleeding.He called me something that sounded like 'cunk'and ran for the bathroom.As a parting shot,I yelled that I was going to tell his boss,and I did.I grabbed my coat and got the hell out of there.

His boss was very appologetic.I'm not sure what happened to the guy and I never asked.I just know I never saw him around the law office again.

Divorcees are not 'hot to trot'.They are wounded,vulnerable and lonely.If you try to take advantage of that,then you,my friend, are a predator (and a fuckhead).

It was a long time before I went on another date and I never again went out with a lawyer.(They should all be castrated.)