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should have one more drink before we hit the road.”
     
    I was a little annoyed but if one more drink was what it took for him to give me hundred more dollars, then I would have another drink. We walked over to the bar and he ordered another drink, I had water.
     
    “You know I’m really enjoying myself right now.” he said.
     
    “I’m glad. I’m enjoying myself, too.” I lied.
     
    “I could see myself having a woman like you on my arm from time to time. You’re quiet, demure and hot. That’s just the way that I like them. So why are you single?”
     
    “Honestly, I haven’t really had much time to date.”
     
    I realized that it was the first time he’d asked a question about me since we first had coffee. He was very self-centered. I wondered if all rich men were that way. Maybe they were like that because they were used to everyone catering to their every whim. Now I knew why rich wives seemed so damned miserable. They had husbands who only thought of themselves. The world can be lonely when you only have Burberry scarves to keep you warm.
     
    “Oh right, all you do is work. What a waste.” he said as he slowly looked my body up and down. I suddenly wished that I wore loose fitting jeans and t-shirt. There was no way I was letting him get his grubby hands on me. I could see the debauchery running through his mind. Ew.
     
    “I don’t think it’s a waste at all. It’s my life and I have to make sure that I’m taken care of.”
     
    “Oh you’re one of those independent black women?”
     
    I scrunched my face up, “I’m a black woman that has had to take care of herself. If that’s what you mean, then yes.”
     
    “Well, it will be my job to help alleviate your stress.”
     
    He leaned in and tried to kiss me, I quickly moved away so that he missed his mark. I stared at him in shock. His expression mirrored mine.
     
    “I’m sorry but I don’t kiss on the first date.” I said in an attempt to spare his feelings.
     
    I could see his ears starting to get red, “You’ll do what I tell you do.”
     
    “I’m sorry? Okay, it’s clear that you’ve had a little too much to drink. You can’t be thinking clearly.”
     
    He pulled out his wallet, “Okay how much do you want? There is a nearby hotel that we can go to. Is $500 okay?”
     
    It took me a few moments to gather myself. I couldn’t be extremely upset because I put myself in a position to be disrespected. But I got to choose how far I allowed it to go.
     
    “I’m not that kind of woman.”
     
    “Then why would you come and meet me if you weren’t prepared to have sex? What kind of games are you playing?”
     
    “Okay, I no longer feel comfortable. You have a great evening, I’m going to go home.”
     
    He looked shocked that I was preparing to go home, “I can give you a $10k a month allowance. Most girls would jump at that opportunity. It would change your life.”
     
    “Well, I’m not most girls. I’m a grown ass woman.” I replied as I lowered myself off of the bar-stool.
     
    He grabbed my arm, “You’d be stupid to leave.”
     
    He caught me off guard; I grabbed my glass of water and splashed it in his face. I took that opportunity to run out of the restaurant. Everyone stared but I didn’t care. As soon as the Chicago breeze hit my face, I felt better. I headed directly to the train station and didn’t look back.
     
    I tried to call Jessica when I got on the train but it went straight to voicemail. I then tried Jaime who picked up immediately. She suggested that I come over to her place so that we could talk about it. Her home was quite a few stops before my own so it didn’t take me long to get near her house.
     
    Soon I was sitting on Jaime’s couch and spilling my guts about what occurred.
     
    “Oh my god, what a dick!” Jaime exclaimed, “You probably need to get off of that site, or maybe next time I can come with you and be your security.”
     
    “I don’t know. Maybe I just got