About a month after Barrie disappeared (who for the record made it a whooping 12 hours after our 2nd date) Jake messaged me. Jake was fun to talk to, but he came with some warning signs; first he as younger than me and second he had a kid (which we all know, I just don’t do) but after having my confidence knocked I figured what the heck.
October 10th, we arranged to go out for an evening in Nottingham. We booked hotels (separately) since the pubs close at 10pm we figured we’d want to hang out after and have some more drinks.
The date was… Ok. We had no issues with conversation, but I didn’t think we would. There was one part of the date though, where he started showing me pictures of other girls that were messaging him from the site, which is never a good sign but, we carried on drinking and having a giggle and once the pubs closed we headed back to my room.
Once there we continued drinking and
having a giggle. He then pulled me up to dance and kissed me. Things felt like
they were back on track, turns out they weren’t. While kissing me his hands
started to wander and started to touch me and out of the blue it stopped. He looked
at me and said he should really be going and with that he left. It was like
someone flipped a switch.
I was left alone in the room, both hurt and insulted. Given my previous confidence
knock followed by this. I am not sure why I even ventured back into the dating world.
Its horrible.
Anyways, I am off to write a few more of these posts since I am a little
behind. What’s was your worst date. Let me know in the comments below. And as always
stay and play safe.
Love,
xoxo
