I meet a guy sometimes. He is a good looking young man with good manners. It’s been 1 year since we met. But it has nothing to do with love.
Both he and I agreed that this relationship would be just sex, not love. Recently, I was at a reception and wanted to meet him, so he called me and said he couldn’t meet me. At that time, my body felt a little uncomfortable and I had a headache, and the reception was held in a place quite far from the city.
Then I begged him to just bring him to my house. He also said that I am not going to meet people. Those people are his friends, whom he meets several times a week. I was very upset at that time.
He used me only when he needed s**t and other times I felt like a nobody and nothing. I felt bad for him because he was a bit like that.
At least they didn’t respect me as a woman. And if I drink now, let’s stop seeing each other. Since you are treating me like this, I have sent you a text saying that I have stopped. But yesterday I ran into you while walking down the street.
I wanted to leave like a complete stranger. Without a doubt, he was faced with a red face. He was smiling and greeting and trying to make conversation as if nothing had happened.
But I ignored him with all my eyes and face. He must have noticed. For some reason, he could not hide his feelings for her. His laughter was so funny that I didn’t like it.
I almost didn’t answer the question and went back. I’m right. Even though there is nothing but sex between us, why can’t he respect me because I’m a woman?