I quickly deleted it, while simultaneously looking to see if anyone could tell that my chaste little phone had just become porn central.
When we met again, the first words out of his mouth were, “You won’t believe what my crazy ex-wife did today. “I can’t wait to kiss you all over,” said the accompanying text.
Out in the parking lot next to my car, we were doing some serious smooching when suddenly he pulled my hair. He also mentioned that sexually aggressive women freaked him out. What, I wondered, could I possibly have said to this man to lead him to believe that I wanted the hair pulled out of my head while being kissed?
Did I mention that Naughty Nurse has two young sons of his own and is a Boy Scout leader?I'm now a senior editor at PLOS Biology, where I enjoy the combination of breadth of topic and open access ethic.All views are my own and don't necessarily reflect those of PLOS.When I told my stalker not to contact me again, he filled my inbox with reams of e-mails apologizing for his “misjudgment” and “momentary lapse” and bemoaning the fact that he had found the perfect woman and had blown it. I remained silent until he finally gave up — perhaps he met another victim on Match.After recovering from that trauma, I ventured out with a doctor in his 40s who arrived at our first meeting directly from a workout, dripping with sweat and in shorts.