I was 18 years old, added to me on the Internet a man, 32 years old. It should be paid tribute, in the photo he looked very even not bad: burned, tall, stretched. He works as a rescue worker at the Ministry of Emergencies, as a cartoonist in a rather popular city newspaper and at the same time is the founder and guitarist of a rather well-known group in the city... Finally, they agreed to meet near my university after a couple. I come out, no support, on the threshold is the most cute man with the photo - in general, the first impression was more than))) But after he opened his mouth, I cursed the internet and everything related to it... First this subject told me the "serious story" of his childhood... My mother raised him and his sister alone, had to leave him in the kindergarten with a nightclub, on him (I quote) "looked the educator" (he was somewhere 5 years old!), she showed all sorts of signs of attention... And one day, when "this perverse" began to put him to sleep, I will not go into details, in general, that night he learned the "pleasures" of oral sex... At this point my psyche was already inflicted invaluable damage))))) But that is not all! During the conversation I was so shocked that I did not notice where he took me... We found ourselves in some basement, where everywhere there were photos of pumped men and male-like women... Here he bought a five-liter bush with supplements (to accelerate the building of muscle mass), while he sincerely shared that he no longer pays attention to problems with potency. And I was opened to an ACC plan: it turns out, he took striptease lessons, in order to start earning in this way. Asked how I would behave if my husband was like this, then inspired to describe, "how wonderful it will be when we go to the beach with him, everyone will approach you and ask where you found such a beautiful man, and I will swim in swimming among the hot girls"... This rainbow perspective did not fit into my life plans, and I rushed to remove this Randev. But the next day my phone was overwhelmed with confessions in love and another week he was overwhelming calls, with proposals to come to him (I live outside the city, and he is in the center, about an hour drive), and on my excuses that at 2 a.m. I am simply scary to wander alone around the city, he responded with sincere confusion and assured that I absolutely had nothing to fear!!!) And nothing bad will happen! One morning he called me and asked me to leave the university for five minutes to talk about what I didn’t do... In the evening I received a tearful text message, where he described all the mental torments and distractions, all the “cretinism of the situation” when he, an adult man, had to wait for a young girl with a bouquet of roses and an offer to live together, and I, such a kind, did not come out to him. And now he will never marry (attention!) “I was ashamed”))))