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motdakasha · 07-21-2003, 02:19 PM

It wasn't the actual break-up that drew the line for me, although what he did was despicable. After 2 years with him, he dumps me 2 weeks before my 18th birthday after promising to take me places that I previously couldn't go to. Honestly, I'm relieved that it's over because there were so many things about him that annoyed the shit out of me. Oh, and after several attempts to have a foursome with two other friends (A & B), he has a threesome without me with them the night after he breaks up with me. And he used the sex toys he originally used on me as well as MY expensive lube. About a few months later, he tries to make amends with me. At this point, I'm extremely cautious. I don't want to end up with this guy again. We establish something resembling friends with benefits. Then I find out that after his escapades with A & B, he goes off and cheats with yet another friend, C, who is dating one of my friends, D. Naive, I continue the semi-relationship just because sex is fun but not satisfying (in the 2 years we dated, he never made any effort to make me O).
Well, anyway, what finally made me cut off this dickhead was when he asked me to give him a blowjob (not uncommon). However, this time he sits at the edge of the bed (uncommon). I ask him to lay back to relax and stuff but he refuses, weird. It ends up leading into sex. The whole time he stays stationed in the same position and I can't figure out why. Then I find out. AFTER we've finished, he tells me he has this weird rash, he hasn't been to the doctor about it, and asks me what it is because he doesn't know. Apparently, he sat there in the same position to conceal the rash from me since it was below the balls on the underside of his thigh.

I flip out and start yelling. How dare he intentionally hide a rash from me, have sex with me, then tell me he has a rash but doesn't know what it is etc. etc.

Then, he says something to the effect of, well if I had an STD and I gave it to you, then we would have to love each other forever or something equally psychotic.

I packed all of my shit with haste and left. I forget my leather motorcycle jacket in his closet. A few months later I ask him where it is and he ignores me. I kept asking for about 3 years and he finally admitted to me that he at one point had it but probably doesn't anymore and if he does it's in his storage. (I forgot to mention that he is extremely manipulative and used to play games with me. If he found out I wanted something, he would promise to get it for me if I did X Y and Z. I would do XYZ and then he would ask me to do TUVW and then I would definitely for sure get it, but he would never follow through.) He joined the army not too long ago, so he's somewhere in Europe and can't check the storage. Before he left for Iraq, he messaged me on AIM claiming he has changed and yada yada wanting to be on good terms blah blah. I asked him where my jacket was and he started to play the same goddamn manipulative games. So, I told him I don't want to hear from him until he gets back, finds my jacket, and gives it back without playing stupid mind games. I told him there's no other way he can prove to me that he's changed until he's returned my jacket. Furthermore, if he comes back and refuses to look for it or give it back because I'm sure he still has it, I'm going to do my best to take him to small claims court. I'm not going to let him have MY 300$ worth of leather jacket that I know he'll probably use to get into another woman's pants.

No words can describe the hatred I feel for this man. He is the only person I truly wish ill-will upon.

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As is turns out, the rash was a yeast infection. I experienced my first yeast infection when I was with this guy. In fact, this was the only man I experience yeast infections with and I got them frequently. After he broke up with me, I cleared up. The fact that he got a yeast infection on his own and I was clean when he got it, indicates to me, that he was the source of my yeast infections. He had his waterbed constantly turned up way too high with thick unbreathable blankets. He also wore unbreathable clothing that made his crotch perfect breeding grounds for bacteria to grow. After the first time I got one, I asked him to use a damp cloth to wipe off before we had sex (since it's like the next best thing to a shower, which he didn't want to be required to always do before sex things). After my third yeast infection, I found out that instead of using a damp cloth, he had been using a few squares of dry toilet paper the whole time, which doesn't do jack shit. I got a few more yeast infections from him after that. God I hate him.

07-21-2003, 02:19 PM	#18 (permalink)
motdakasha Hiya Puddin'! Miss me? Location: Silicon Valley, CA	It wasn't the actual break-up that drew the line for me, although what he did was despicable. After 2 years with him, he dumps me 2 weeks before my 18th birthday after promising to take me places that I previously couldn't go to. Honestly, I'm relieved that it's over because there were so many things about him that annoyed the shit out of me. Oh, and after several attempts to have a foursome with two other friends (A & B), he has a threesome without me with them the night after he breaks up with me. And he used the sex toys he originally used on me as well as MY expensive lube. About a few months later, he tries to make amends with me. At this point, I'm extremely cautious. I don't want to end up with this guy again. We establish something resembling friends with benefits. Then I find out that after his escapades with A & B, he goes off and cheats with yet another friend, C, who is dating one of my friends, D. Naive, I continue the semi-relationship just because sex is fun but not satisfying (in the 2 years we dated, he never made any effort to make me O). Well, anyway, what finally made me cut off this dickhead was when he asked me to give him a blowjob (not uncommon). However, this time he sits at the edge of the bed (uncommon). I ask him to lay back to relax and stuff but he refuses, weird. It ends up leading into sex. The whole time he stays stationed in the same position and I can't figure out why. Then I find out. AFTER we've finished, he tells me he has this weird rash, he hasn't been to the doctor about it, and asks me what it is because he doesn't know. Apparently, he sat there in the same position to conceal the rash from me since it was below the balls on the underside of his thigh. I flip out and start yelling. How dare he intentionally hide a rash from me, have sex with me, then tell me he has a rash but doesn't know what it is etc. etc. Then, he says something to the effect of, well if I had an STD and I gave it to you, then we would have to love each other forever or something equally psychotic. I packed all of my shit with haste and left. I forget my leather motorcycle jacket in his closet. A few months later I ask him where it is and he ignores me. I kept asking for about 3 years and he finally admitted to me that he at one point had it but probably doesn't anymore and if he does it's in his storage. (I forgot to mention that he is extremely manipulative and used to play games with me. If he found out I wanted something, he would promise to get it for me if I did X Y and Z. I would do XYZ and then he would ask me to do TUVW and then I would definitely for sure get it, but he would never follow through.) He joined the army not too long ago, so he's somewhere in Europe and can't check the storage. Before he left for Iraq, he messaged me on AIM claiming he has changed and yada yada wanting to be on good terms blah blah. I asked him where my jacket was and he started to play the same goddamn manipulative games. So, I told him I don't want to hear from him until he gets back, finds my jacket, and gives it back without playing stupid mind games. I told him there's no other way he can prove to me that he's changed until he's returned my jacket. Furthermore, if he comes back and refuses to look for it or give it back because I'm sure he still has it, I'm going to do my best to take him to small claims court. I'm not going to let him have MY 300$ worth of leather jacket that I know he'll probably use to get into another woman's pants. No words can describe the hatred I feel for this man. He is the only person I truly wish ill-will upon. <hr> As is turns out, the rash was a yeast infection. I experienced my first yeast infection when I was with this guy. In fact, this was the only man I experience yeast infections with and I got them frequently. After he broke up with me, I cleared up. The fact that he got a yeast infection on his own and I was clean when he got it, indicates to me, that he was the source of my yeast infections. He had his waterbed constantly turned up way too high with thick unbreathable blankets. He also wore unbreathable clothing that made his crotch perfect breeding grounds for bacteria to grow. After the first time I got one, I asked him to use a damp cloth to wipe off before we had sex (since it's like the next best thing to a shower, which he didn't want to be required to always do before sex things). After my third yeast infection, I found out that instead of using a damp cloth, he had been using a few squares of dry toilet paper the whole time, which doesn't do jack shit. I got a few more yeast infections from him after that. God I hate him. __________________ =^-^= motdakasha =^-^= Just Google It. BA Psychology & Photography (I'm not going psychoanalyze you nor will I let you cry on my shoulder. Have a nice day.) Last edited by motdakasha; 07-21-2003 at 02:36 PM..