It all started back in college
I met a girl in a chatroom. Back when I failed college twice (in a row) because I developed a little internet addiction (I'm cured now, kinda). I got quite friendly with this person, and we kept in touch. For a few years. Well, she said she lived in Scotland, and she sounded uber hot on the phone. Well, she started to get a bit possessive. I told her that I wasn't interested when she said she was coming down for a bit of hoohaa. I mentioned that my friend was single though, and as I knew he was a bit desperate, I passed his number on. Well, it comes to the time she arrives in Brum, and I go round my mate's flat.

She turns out to be a bit of a psycho. She bought two suitcases for her journey. Now bearing in mind she hadn't really met either of us, and we'd lost contact fro 12 months-ish previous to catching up and meeting; one small suitcase was filled with a few clothes, underwear etc. One large suitcase filled with whips, paddles, lingerie, 4 pairs of handcuffs, chocolate body paint, strawberry body paint, masses of condoms, a couple of wooden canes, and more. Seems she had something on her mind.

As if that isn't just a little creepy, she went out after sleeping there the first night (I presume she slept at some stage), she goes into the city centre with my mate's keys, and has a copy cut for her. Then applies for a credit card at his address. A council flat, somewhere she has no credit history, and a very poor one from previous tennants.

Suffice to say, she went after a couple of days. I haven't heard from her since. I can't think why
( Mart No Fool No posts but lots of stalks recently., Wed 22 Mar 2006, 9:27, Reply)