Luke messaged me yesterday morning. First time in three weeks. Made small talk, acted like he was actually interested in what’s going on in my life. Then proceeded to try and convince me to call in late to work to “hang out” and that he would buy me breakfast.
Obviously I said no, politely of course. I explained that I needed to be at work and that I was counting calories and didn’t need his breakfast. He then continues to make small talk about how hard I’m working and well I’m doing at this weight loss thing… and then proceeds to ask me again
Luke: Do you want to see me later?
Me: What are your intentions?
Luke. Cuddle. Fuck. Blowjob
Me: I thought you didn’t want that
Luke: Today I do
I left it at that. It’s been three weeks since I abruptly grabbed my keys and left his apartment without saying a word. I cried the whole way home. I felt dirty and repulsive and not worthy of anyone. Three weeks have gone by after he said that he only wanted blow jobs from me and he thinks he can convince me to miss work to satisfy him in exchange for breakfast? Seriously?
No thank you Luke. No thank you.