I went out with this guy from Plenty Of Fish who said is car was in the shop so we took the bus. He wanted to show me how the bus worked since I was new to the city. We went to the mall and got some pizza. We went for a short walk afterwards and it started to get cold.

He took me into the porn shop to warm up and tried to kiss me in the "gay section." .... He kept talking about how he couldn't take me to his place because of his roommates, but something seemed fishy about that. I told him he had to explain his "roommates" or it couldn't go any further. He told me that he lives with him parents. I asked out of curiosity where would we hang out... He said, "In my car or in the bus." WEIRDO.

I am in my mid 30's, educated, independent, have never been married with no children. I went out on a limb and quit looking for someone of my age with the same characteristics as far as marriage and children are concerned. I met a female and had a wonderful message correspondence for a few days prior to agreeing to meet for a Saturday afternoon lunch. We covered most all of the typical stuff via email, I knew she was divorced with two children (10 & 13), worked in a professional business setting (I admit I never dug too deep via email to find out exactly in respect to privacy) and was living in her parents second home, but not with her parents. Being the economic times we are in, I could understand the financial trouble of a single parent and the living arrangement, I took it as a sign as coming from a close family that helped out when they could.

I was contacted by a guy on Plenty of Fish and he wanted to meet up. I usually don't go for meeting people the very first day I talk to them and this goes to show the exact reason I will NOT ever do it again! He asked me to come to his house...mistake one; plus it was pretty late at night.

Anyway, as soon as I saw him I started getting bad vibes from the start. He didn't look much like his pictures at all. He was "astonished" that I'm a girl and I know how to handle guns (I've grown up with guns my whole life). Anyway, he pulls out a Colt 45 revolver that was his great-grandfather's or something like that. Naturally I loved the gun being a revolver person. He then pulls out a .45 semi automatic. He said we could fire them off in his backyard, even though he lived in city limits.