I just wanted to sleep in and avoid traffic!

The next guy I dated in the big city was a bit better! We were seeing each other regularly, at least every weekend for a few months. We had never had "the talk" or anything...you know...the "where is this going?" talk. I was just along for the ride and enjoying it.

He and I didn't live very close to one another. It was a good 30 miles or so, as we lived in different parts of the city. So when we did spend time together, it was usually a slumber party! It had become a regular occurance to find me at his place staying the night or vice versa.

One of my coworkers had recommended a doctor to me because I had been suffering back pain. I made the appointment for early one Thursday morning. Well I came to find out that the doctor's office was in good ole Kevin's* neighborhood...just down the street to be exact! Once I realized this, I was ecstatic! It meant I didn't have to fight RUSH HOUR! I abhor RUSH HOUR traffic! I asked Kevin if it would be okay with him if I spent the night at his place so that I could sleep later and avoid the parking lot that is the interstate on weekday mornings. He was cool with it and didn't seem bothered by the request at all.

One lazy Sunday afternoon, Kevin and I were just hanging out at his house, watching TV and cuddling. Kevin suddenly said, "You know that day you have that doctor's appointment? I have to work." I assured him that it was okay because I'm a big girl and could go to the doctor by myself! (Okay, so I didn't give that smart-ass reply, so much.) So he then asked me how I planned to lock his front door. Um, dilemma I hadn't previously thought about!!! (His door only had a deadbolt lock to be locked from the outside with a key.) I told him that I would leave the key under the mat or bring it by his office...no biggie, right? WRONG!! He went OFF! He said, in a nasty tone, "Yeah, sure you will. You will conveniently forget and keep my key! This is just your way of trying to get a key to my house. All this time you've been trying to play house with me and my kids!" (Oh yeah, did I mention he had kids?? Kids that HE invited me to meet!!! I didn't ask to meet his kids or invite myself around them!) I was flabbergasted!! I didn't know what to say! These thoughts had never entered my mind! (If you knew my distaste for most children, you'd be shocked too!) I told him that I didn't know what he was talking about and that I had never even thought of getting his key or 'playing house.' He continued to accuse me of manipulating him and his children. I was at a loss for words. At one point, I told him that if I wanted a key to his house, I would, uh, just ASK for one!! WTF? I didn't want his key and told him that I wasn't ready for that step. He then turned to me and asked, "So you wouldn't trust me with a key to your house?" AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!

Yeah well, all good things must come to an end....I had to sit on the interstate parking lot early that Thursday morning after all.

* Names have been changed to protect the bitter.