Feb 9, 2016
The Belly Rub
So I met this guy at the club and he seemed decent enough. We talked for a bit and eventually agreed to exchange numbers and go on a date. After a few weeks of texting back and forth we agreed to meet for coffee.
We sit down, begin talking and somehow the conversation steers to marriage and children. He asks me, if I have kids:
“No” I respond
“Why not, you should have children by now”
“I would like to be married first” I respond
Then, he looks up, stares me in the eyes, puts his hand on my stomach and begins rubbing my belly and with a straight face he says, “Don’t you want to have my children. You should marry me so you can have my children” all the while, continuing to rub my stomach.
