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I don’t know what’s in the water these days, but it seems that men have been unusually attentive to me lately.

I say this not to brag or anything, but rather to preface my second chance to do right where I stumbled last time (see Oops, I Did It Again – A Dating Post-Mortem).

This time, it was a much more attractive man with somewhat less skill in the socializing department than the previous candidate.

After some time hanging out together, he invited me up for the proverbial cup of coffee. I had a pretty good idea what was on his mind, but I went anyway, knowing that I was well prepared this time after my last affair and could handle whatever came my way without any chance of violating my rules.

Sure enough, the minute he got me alone he transformed into a lustful, panting man on the prowl, groping and such.