For Islandheart

First, let me congratulate you on your search for companionship or love or even true love! It is a worthy cause. Also since there is no accounting for taste, you might really hit it off with this man.
My experience:
I also met Jesson Coworth online. We met at a downtown coffee shop in Boise. It was pleasant enough. He wore shorts and sandals and some strange floral shirt. I remember he didn't smell very good, sort of that old bitter scent some men take on as they age. I believe I wore a skirt and some sort of shell and sandals. It is very hot in Boise in the summer. We spent about 2 hours together and had a pleasant conversation, mostly him bragging about how wonderful he was, but he seemed intelligent enough and fair looking. I am not a great looking woman, but I have always dated really good looking men--always.
We set up a second date for July 4th. Things went very badly. I said something and it set him off. He attacked my age, my looks, education, my background--everything and anything he could think up. Typical of any narrasistic man, he then launched into a lecture of how wonderful he was. How great he looked for his age, which he had lied about. His profile said he was 52 and he was in fact 57 and looked it. He also posed for me to show off his sagging biceps and loose skin. Not that I don't have them both, but I don't brag about them or pretend I am six years younger than I am. When I met him I knew he was older, but I was just too polite to mention it on the first date. That is rude. He went on about how well educated he was, of course I am sitting on four degrees and this does not impress me at all. And how well traveled he is,,,so am I.
He said every mean things to me that was sexist, and degrading. It was a full out verbal assault. It ended with me looking directly at him and telling him to leave before I called the police. Later I sent him a scathing letter.
And as post note, he was living with someone, but she was old and dried up and he liked a woman that got really wet and sloppy.
He was a strange mixture of intelligence, anger and vulgarity. On the up side I put on a blue corset and fishnets and called up a friend and had a wonderful fourth of July. And Jesson I suppose went home to his dried up girlfriend that no longer wanted sex, but he didn't want to leave as it was financially beneficial to him.
I can write this because it is true, I am not making up libelous statements or even adding to what happened.







