Internet dating gone bad
He then said, "Send me more or I'll send that picture of the boobs to everyone you know!" "Whatever, fuck off," I said, knowing he was bullshitting.I said, "Definitely not." A few minutes later he dropped something on the floor, and while retrieving it tried to put the toes of my crossed legs in his mouth. I met a guy on Ok Cupid, and we hit it off pretty well.After we hung out a few times, he came over to my place with a bottle of wine and a movie.He seemed so normal, but when I got back to his place I realized he was a legit pack rat.He had tools and screws and pieces of wood lying around everywhere. The next morning at 5 am, I woke up with a bright light shining in my face.I looked at him quizzically, and he said, "You need to change your pad before you go to bed — you could get TSS [toxic shock syndrome]." He proceeded to argue with me for a solid 10 minutes about whether or not I should change my pad.
We'd been on a few dates, but it was the first time I'd seen his apartment.His first question on sitting down with our drinks was whether I was up for anal.I bypassed and watched him drink his body weight in shots before he started crying about his ex-girlfriend and then threw up down my shoulder when I was trying to walk him home.It turns out he had rigged up this system with a light on a timer to simulate the rising of the sun.I later found out he also had a makeshift washing machine in his bathtub.