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Though I'm married, I do have a couple of stories to share from my dating days.
1) Went to dinner with a guy, it went okay. After, he asked me if I'd like to take a walk (we were by a lake at this time). I said sure. He got us in the car and drove to a graveyard and wanted to walk around there. Um... no.
2) I took the metro to a date with a guy, while he drove. At the end of the date, he said he could give me a ride home, as it was somewhat close. When I got to his car, I noticed there was a baby seat in the back. Which he had neglected to inform me about. (I also found out he was still married, but separated, and I found that out through the grapevine.)
3) I have one of those little face moles, kind of like Cindy Crawford or Nikki Taylor... just below my bottom lip and off to the side a bit. I went on a first date with one guy that kept obsessing over it and saying how cute it was. Asked if he could touch it. Completely weirded me out.
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