I’d seen him at some of his most vulnerable moments and knew what he was going to like.And I’d taken what we were doing seriously from day one.After a while we got to know how to talk like they did and started “doing” things to other players – always without consent. Not for one second did we imagine that these weren’t teenage boys, or consider why the people behind the screens were asking to add us on MSN Messenger.
After a few weeks, he once again steered our conversation toward the X-rated (dick pics included).
He told me he’d break me of my nice-girl ways, and I’d do things with him that I’d never do with anyone else.
I'll spare the details, but it was by far one of the most passionate, comfortable dates I’ve ever had. “It shouldn’t feel like I’m out with my girlfriend.” I agreed, but at the same time, we’d been talking and “seeing” each other for months.
It felt like we were two people who’d been dating for months — beyond the physical stuff, we were comfortable just sitting and talking. Because of all of the cybersex we’d been having, I was already comfortable with him.
The crazy thing is, even though we weren’t physically together, I felt close to him after this encounter — like I was giving him something extremely special.
I was honest and open about what I wanted in a way I had never been with anyone else.
By the end of the night, he had asked to take me out as soon as possible, and we had kissed and exchanged numbers.
We were at a bar, and he was semi-cute, but very charming and funny.
I was excited and nervous at the same time — I kept thinking, Throughout all of this, while he was constantly pushing to talk to me over text, he never made the commitment to see me in person, and he blew me off regularly.
Should I have ended it and gone running when he pushed it to that point after I told him to slow down? Didn’t he seem like a creep who was out to see how far he could push me? Trust me, I saw the red flags, but I loved hearing from Lucas.
But again, something about his X-rated requests intrigued me.