Unrequited Love: The Other Side of the Story

[Kibbin]

Most of mine probably was actually, I don't think any of them actually knew me or anything about me, and considering where they ended up, were probably just after somebody without too many physical deformities

 

[Pingfah]

What did she want you to do?

If you're talking to me, it was one of the weirdest nights of my life, though I did get something memorable and good out of it, though I don't think that was her intention.

Firstly, she hadn't been washed. She smelt. All of her, even her breath. And, I think she did this on purpose. Secondly, everytime I started to initiate anything, which she seemed to think I had to do, as she was supposedly a virgin, which judging by the state of her, she wasn't, she stopped it, said I was raping her and that she would get the police. I said, well why don't you initiate, you control it, if you're that delicate? She didn't want that either. It went on for about five hours and every time I suggested anything, even just foreplay, it was all supposedly my idea and I forced her to do it, she really didn't want to, she wasn't like that and I was dirty minded, and over sexed. Though what I suggested, you would read about in any magazine. And, she knew the current lingo for each thing, too, and knew how to do it, though she was supposedly as innocent as a new born babe. And, we had to be doing something, we couldn't just talk, as that would be a waste, but it was all my idea. It was weird!

Most men would have told her to get lost. I think she knew she was on to a soft touch. She wasn't a virgin at all, judging by the state of her, and from what I have been told by other men. Thing is, she gave me the hint, and it was a good one, that if I had even had told her to get lost, she would have said I had raped her and called the police and she said she had done it before. She was as devious as an adder. i saw her later, with one of her ex-boyfriends, and he looked like an oozier version of Edmund Blackadder.

There are women like that in the world. Though, to be fair, bad experiences with men sometimes make them that way, though this one was like that at infant school, from what she told me. She was a baby tarantula then, maybe I could have helped her become Brigitte Bardot, but it would have took about two years and I would have been dumped on, more than I could take in the journey.

I enjoyed one bit of it, and wouldn't mind doing it again, with a women that has had a wash!!

She didn't stalk me, and that's something.

You don't come out of this story looking particularly good... I wouldn't tell it again.

 

[Cheapjack]

What did she want you to do?

If you're talking to me, it was one of the weirdest nights of my life, though I did get something memorable and good out of it, though I don't think that was her intention.

Firstly, she hadn't been washed. She smelt. All of her, even her breath. And, I think she did this on purpose. Secondly, everytime I started to initiate anything, which she seemed to think I had to do, as she was supposedly a virgin, which judging by the state of her, she wasn't, she stopped it, said I was raping her and that she would get the police. I said, well why don't you initiate, you control it, if you're that delicate? She didn't want that either. It went on for about five hours and every time I suggested anything, even just foreplay, it was all supposedly my idea and I forced her to do it, she really didn't want to, she wasn't like that and I was dirty minded, and over sexed. Though what I suggested, you would read about in any magazine. And, she knew the current lingo for each thing, too, and knew how to do it, though she was supposedly as innocent as a new born babe. And, we had to be doing something, we couldn't just talk, as that would be a waste, but it was all my idea. It was weird!

Most men would have told her to get lost. I think she knew she was on to a soft touch. She wasn't a virgin at all, judging by the state of her, and from what I have been told by other men. Thing is, she gave me the hint, and it was a good one, that if I had even had told her to get lost, she would have said I had raped her and called the police and she said she had done it before. She was as devious as an adder. i saw her later, with one of her ex-boyfriends, and he looked like an oozier version of Edmund Blackadder.

There are women like that in the world. Though, to be fair, bad experiences with men sometimes make them that way, though this one was like that at infant school, from what she told me. She was a baby tarantula then, maybe I could have helped her become Brigitte Bardot, but it would have took about two years and I would have been dumped on, more than I could take in the journey.

I enjoyed one bit of it, and wouldn't mind doing it again, with a women that has had a wash!!

She didn't stalk me, and that's something.

You don't come out of this story looking particularly good... I wouldn't tell it again.

I guessed you would say that. But, you shouldn't, cos it's making me feel alienated. I would say it's the five hours bit, that you don't want me to repeat. But, when other women found out about my desire to please, they became quite interested, but, unfortunately, I wasn't forward enough for them and other men got in first. But, she did it to me, and people should know. I can't see how putting up with that for five hours and doing your best to please someone makes you look bad. She did say, if I stopped it at any point, she would cry rape, and get away with it, and had done it before. I was terrified.

As you say, I told a some people on the course we were on, how particularly revolting she was, and I was told that it was par for the course, generally, though one girl did get quite interested in my desire to please and was interested, though some other man stepped in and got there before me.

I'm basically an extremophile, I guess. Decent men are sometimes in the wrong and have to pay for the fact that a lot of men just want their oats and go off down the bar for a drink. If you're not happy with that, you're an idiot. If you don't want to pay for that, you're not playing fair. It's generally the same the world over, but it's very extremified where I am, you can get absolutely nothing at all, and that's why I am complaining and have posted this. And there are some women in the world who are not exactly very nice, either, everywhere.

Looking back, I should have just got up and gone and sat in the front room until she left. Most men wouldn't have bothered with her, anyway, and she knew that, and knew she was on to a good thing and an unbelievable opportunity to dump on someone.

At least she didn't stalk me. I should have told more people what sort of game she played. She was very, very, good at the game she played, had been playing it since school, and had everybody fooled, apart from the few unfortunate flies she trapped. The main thing, is that I expunge her venom and get on with it.

I tell you, there is a big, big, difference, going on your reaction, on the way sex and love is portayed in books and films and magazines and advice columns and womens groups and even in mens bars, and what actually happens, sometimes. A big difference. There are some bits of human nature some people don't like to talk about.

What you should be doing, Pingfah, is say 'Cheapjack, the woman you met, was actually one of those reptiles you see from 'V', in human form, and they are not all like that, and you did well to put up with her. Find another one.'

That's what you should be saying.

Please?

At least she didn't stalk me.

 

[Kestra]

I don't understand what's going on here at all. Why did you sleep or do whatever with someone if you didn't want to?

 

[Robert Maxwell]

Yeah, I don't understand, either. She wanted to have sex... but she didn't want to have sex. And if you did anything and stopped she'd cry rape. My WTF-o-meter is pegged here.

 

[Cheapjack]

Cos she didn't say that she would accuse me of rape, unless I did exactly as she said, until we hit the bed. She was a bit of a Jekyll and Hyde. It was a very extreme situation, but most people I think, can arrange this sort of thing without a scribe to arrange contracts and you do get some bad experiences. I didn't know at the time, and I think she knew I didn't know, that you can medically prove rape. She was very high status, though, and might have been able to pull it off.

As soon as she said that, I should have showed her the door, or just left it open and sat and watched the TV.

Robert: It sent my antennae swivelling all over the place, too! I think the term is 'virgin in cast iron knickers', I think. It was just an extreme situation. i couldn't work out whether she wanted me to take her roughly, gently, and she didn't want to go on top and control it either! And, loads of people said it was my fault and I wasn't patient enough. It became clear to me after 5 hours, that she was just taking the P***.

I would love to travel the world, though and meet other women. Even travelling 300 miles in my own country might do some good. I was talking to a girl who has been on English TV in a bar in London and she seemed OK. There are good ones where I am.

As I said, the 1st girl didn't stalk me, so that's not too bad.

 

[Kestra]

Cos she didn't say that she would accuse me of rape, unless I did exactly as she said, until we hit the bed.

Yeah but you did say all of her smelled, even her breath. She sounds like she was kinda nasty from the start.

 

[Cheapjack]

We were in the open air, the first time we met, on the afternoon. She had a face like a busted boot, but you would guess that she was as harmless as a coot. Everybody else on that course seemed to think so.

Thing is with people, is that you should meet as many as possible, suss them out before you part with money or anything else, stop it as soon as you can when you realise it is a con, learn from it, don't take it out on other people, just inform them, and continues to mix with other people.

Yes??

 

[F. King Daniel]

Isn't being an unwilling sex-slave to a crazy, stinky, nasty girl threating to cry rape unless you do exactly as told a kind of rape in itself?

 

[Pingfah]

Cos she didn't say that she would accuse me of rape, unless I did exactly as she said, until we hit the bed.

But you haven't told us what she demanded you do. Your first post on the subject implies that she specifically demanded you do nothing and you kept suggesting new ideas. And by the sounds of it didn't end up doing very much.

 

[RJDiogenes]

The plot is vague and the writing lacks clarity.

 

[Cheapjack]

It's not the worst thing in the world that has happened, and it certainly isn't as bad as being unrequited, or stalked, but it made me think a bit.

You meet some funny people. She seemed to operate under the premise 'rape or be raped', from what I can see. Dump or be dumped on. She didn't want to control it and she didn't want to admit to liking anything, but if I stopped, I would be in trouble and we couldn't just talk, we had to do something, but it had to be my idea, not hers. Weird, it was. Where she picked up her ideas from I don't know. They seemed fairly ingrained and it wasn't my business to change them.She was very good at what she did and as King Daniel said, basically, she raped me, in a very sly way.

The lesson is, if someone says to you, what she said, show them the door. Who knows, there might be even crazier people in the world, rather than just incredibly sly ones? Didn't Salome get John the Baptists head chopped off?

Anyway.

 

[ShamelessMcBundy]

The plot is vague and the writing lacks clarity.

Sounds like anything Will Ferrell's been in.

 

[Sakrysta]

Nope. I've always been the one whose reach exceeded her grasp. Of course, I have the grasp of a baby T-Rex, so that's not saying much.

 

[JonathonWally]

What did she want you to do?

If you're talking to me, it was one of the weirdest nights of my life, though I did get something memorable and good out of it, though I don't think that was her intention.

Firstly, she hadn't been washed. She smelt. All of her, even her breath. And, I think she did this on purpose. Secondly, everytime I started to initiate anything, which she seemed to think I had to do, as she was supposedly a virgin, which judging by the state of her, she wasn't, she stopped it, said I was raping her and that she would get the police. I said, well why don't you initiate, you control it, if you're that delicate? She didn't want that either. It went on for about five hours and every time I suggested anything, even just foreplay, it was all supposedly my idea and I forced her to do it, she really didn't want to, she wasn't like that and I was dirty minded, and over sexed. Though what I suggested, you would read about in any magazine. And, she knew the current lingo for each thing, too, and knew how to do it, though she was supposedly as innocent as a new born babe. And, we had to be doing something, we couldn't just talk, as that would be a waste, but it was all my idea. It was weird!

Most men would have told her to get lost. I think she knew she was on to a soft touch. She wasn't a virgin at all, judging by the state of her, and from what I have been told by other men. Thing is, she gave me the hint, and it was a good one, that if I had even had told her to get lost, she would have said I had raped her and called the police and she said she had done it before. She was as devious as an adder. i saw her later, with one of her ex-boyfriends, and he looked like an oozier version of Edmund Blackadder.

There are women like that in the world. Though, to be fair, bad experiences with men sometimes make them that way, though this one was like that at infant school, from what she told me. She was a baby tarantula then, maybe I could have helped her become Brigitte Bardot, but it would have took about two years and I would have been dumped on, more than I could take in the journey.

I enjoyed one bit of it, and wouldn't mind doing it again, with a women that has had a wash!!

She didn't stalk me, and that's something.

You don't come out of this story looking particularly good... I wouldn't tell it again.

This. Seriously.

 

[Daneel]

Oh, yes. And there were poems involved.

You too, eh? Man, that just added an extra layer of weirdness to it.

It was a few years ago. I was partaking in an extracurricular activity with a number of people, including this woman. We quickly struck up a casual but solid friendship, and she would occasionally make remarks about how much she liked me or how handsome she thought I was. All in all, nothing to worry about, and kind of flattering, I guess.

Then the e-mails started coming. She poured her heart out to me, telling me that she had fallen in love with me, and asking if there was any chance I could feel the same way about her.

There wasn't. As a friend, I liked her well enough (although there were a few things about her I found a little odd), but there was no attraction on my part (she was over a decade my senior and rather noticeably obese). I politely but firmly replied that while I was flattered, I didnt' feel the same way, and just wanted to remain friends.

She said she understood, but the overly-affectionate e-mails kept coming -- on Valentine's Day, she sent me the aforementioned poems about her love for me. She said that she knew she would never feel this way for anyone else; her exact words were, "If it's not [Daneel], it's no one!" She stated that even though I didn't feel the same way, she felt privileged nonetheless that she had the opportunity to meet and fall in love with me.

It got a bit too weird/creepy for me after that, and I tried, often unsuccessfully, to limit my contact with her. It's now been over a year since I've seen her, and last time we chatted, she informed me she had a new boyfriend whom she loves very much. Go figure.

Oh yeah, and I had another friend, a year or so before that, ask me out, which took me completely by surprise. I can be famously oblivious, and I totally didn't see it coming. I just didn't think she had those feelings for me. I didn't share them, and as I valued our friendship too much, I pretty much told her so right away. She seemed a bit taken aback (I guess I had put out some signals without realizing it -- my friendly nature, I suppose), and disappointed. Next time I saw her, though, she was over it, and our friendship resumed, more or less, as if nothing had happened.

Beyond that, I don't think there's anything worth mentioning. I do often seem to be the recipient of a number of underage girls' crushes, but that probably doesn't count.

 

[sidious618]

In my case the woman posted the poems on her facebook. She didn't tag me, I just happened to catch the update on the latest poem and found that two others had come before it.

 

[thestrangequark]

I have had this experience, in college. A young man became obsessed with me. He blogged about me every day, and eventually threatened to kill himself if I didn't date him. It was awful.

 

[Bears Discover Fire]

A few years ago, during my mercifully brief stint on Myspace, I was contacted by a former high school classmate and exchanged a few back and forth emails and IMs with him, although I did not remember him. He remembered specific details about me, like the jacket I wore every day, where I sat in the drafting class we shared, etc.

Then I deleted my myspace account, and didn't hear from him again, for a long time.

Then out of the blue one day he IMs me. He's like "hey do you remember me?" and I'm like, "ummmm, yeah?" and he launches right into "I've been carrying a torch for you since high school and we were madeforeachotherforeverandever and my fiancee left me and I just lost my job pleasepleasepleasedropeverythingandmovetoMONTANAwithmerightnow so we can be together!!"

Naturally, my first impluse was to blurt out "are you fucking serious?" and my second was to tell him, 'sorry, but I don't really even know who you are, I have a boyfriend -"

That's as far as I got before he started a screaming all cap rampage, for having the gall to date someone instead of waiting for HIM, some random kid from high school I didn't remember. How dare I? How could I betray his love? Why wouldn't I let myself LIVE a little and just do what he KNEW my heart REALLY wanted, etc etc etc.

Recall, this is someone whom I had exchanged a handful of emails with 3 years prior, whom I did not remember at all from when we supposedly shared one class in my Jr year of high school, some 8 years prior.

So, I said, I'm sorry, but you need help, and I'm blocking you now.

In the time it took me to mouse over the browser and block his username on IM, he managed to get three gramatically atrocious, all caps lines about how I was forcing suicide on him for abandoning him so cruel -- BLOCK.

Hope he didn't kill himself, and I hope he got some pyschological help. He obviously needed it.

 

[Robert Maxwell]

Holy cow. There are some seriously messed up people out there.