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So I am in a weird position right now.

It all started with whisper. You know the app where you can chat with strangers. I was bored and I posted "Can't sleep." And this mystery man knocked me saying neither can I. I let out a sigh. And it rhymed. :v
We chatted till dawn and he said a lot about him and I said a few. Because I didn't wanna go into something real...He is a business man, lives in NY but came here for couple of months, he is 42 year old, he's a divorcee, has a 4 year old son and last night he called me and technically he talked on and on and I was listening, I pressed the mute button on my side because my niece and my sister were asleep beside me, I didn't wanna wake them up....I only chatted and he was okay with that.

And there you go. I'm on the way to becoming a slut. Tho I still have a chance to stop before anything happens between us, he just knows my first name and my age and where I study and some unimportant things but I am in a dilemma right now. He sounded like an intelligent man maybe a little pervert to try on me, but I don't know. I liked listening to his rambling. And it's not a good thing. I am half his age and he has a son, he could even have lied to me about being divorced. What if he's just looking to cheat. And I don't wanna be caught up in the middle of something. Also. It is not an option, HE IS 42 and I AM 21!! God, why am I so mental. Why do I feel attracted to men who are older than me?  He said he is 28 year old by heart, age is just numerical but it changes everything if I start talking with him. Also it makes me feel like a slut if I do talk with him every night. I should put an end to this....

I am not sure what I'd do. I don't trust me anymore. I cannot be that desperate to try this. No I don't deserve this. Why am I replaying his voice in my head. I am in a pickle right now. I don't know if I should give him a chance.









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