The first guy I met online for a date was no one I’d ever stop in the tracks over physical attraction for. However love is blind and he was witty and absolutely outgoing, at least over text. He owned a restaurant in the west village and with him being glued to his business we decided to meet in that area for some late night sushi one evening. He talked my ear off while walking from his place to the sushi spot! And in the creepiest way paused in his tracks at one point to tell me that I was so much better looking in person than in my online pictures and that he was going to have me. In exact words “oh im going to have you, you’re all mine now” (creepy man voice). I smiled while wondering in my head how fast I could eat my food and be out the door. A girlfriend of mine would always go on dates with men for free meals and I was beginning to wonder how she did it. A free meal could not really be worth this expierence, no way. After we were seated at our table the first out of at least 20 outrageous questions began. And they were all about sex! As soon after he plopped down into his chair and the waiter scurried off he asked me when my last orgasm was?! Excuse me?! I said as my eyebrows raised to my forehead. He began to tell me that he hadn’t had sex in awhile and went on about how much he was dying for it. All I could do was laugh and sip on my coca cola while digging into my tuna tar tartare. While attempting to block out his sex talk my stomach dropped when he began to tell me how good he could make me feel and the things he wanted to do to me. What in the hell is wrong with this man?! This is not what you talk about on a first date. I don’t care how mature and normal you think it is to be able to hold a conversation about sex, a first date is not the time, point blank.