Prison dating stories
Approximately six months later, I received a message from his Yahoo account that roughly said the following: "Hi! This is going to sound really odd, but X is in prison for a few months (a big misunderstanding!
) and I know he'd really like to hear from you.
I looked at him quizzically, and he said, "You need to change your pad before you go to bed — you could get TSS [toxic shock syndrome]." He proceeded to argue with me for a solid 10 minutes about whether or not I should change my pad.
His argument was that he was an EMT and has a sister, so he "knows all about these things." My argument was that I've had a vagina for 20 years.
I was once talking to this guy online and after a few hours of nice, PG conversation, he did a complete 180.
He then started reeling off names of people I'm friends with on Facebook, even though I hadn't told him my last name and we weren't Facebook friends!
I was incredibly freaked out and threatened to call the police, which scared him off.
He then said, "Send me more or I'll send that picture of the boobs to everyone you know!
" "Whatever, fuck off," I said, knowing he was bullshitting.