Still kind of adrenalized, so I apologize for any misspellings/omissions to follow.
Last week, I got with a chick who triggered various alarms in my head. I'd met her in a bar the week before, and she was so into me that it was actually almost slightly off-putting, e.g. fondling my dick at the barstools. Regardless, she was very cute, and I hadn't banged in 3 days, so I #-closed her and followed standard text game to get her to come out with me. Again, she seemed extremely eager.
The date was fine, we had a drink apiece and I bounced to my new favourite logistics option without trouble. However, I honestly felt as though there was something off about this bitch, so I pulled out my phone, and told her I was going to start filming (this is so it couldn't be said I was taping w/o consent). She gave a very positive assent, and I got most of the action on camera, including the bang from doggy and the stand-and-carry positions, her blowing me, her asking to be finger-fucked in the ass and then hopping up and smelling and tasting that same finger of her own accord, and blasting her tits with a cumshot.
Throughout, she was talking like a dirty slut, lively, wide-eyed, obviously not drunk and clearly willing and consenting regarding the sexual action. Post-fucking, I dropped her off at a diner where she said her cousin would give her a ride, and left.
I sent comfort texts an hour after dropping her off, and again the following morning, but she never replied to them. The next day, I get a threatening series of texts from the "cousin" in the weird stilted pidgin the natives here use, accusing me of "doing things" to her. I was weirded out by this, but I replied aggressively to the texts, asserting the consensuality of the sex. I contacted my local lawyer and sought his advice, and showed him my photo and video material. He told me not to worry, and to call him if I needed him.
Two days ago, I had the cops at my door. I honestly felt cold as the blood went out of me, but I called my lawyer and he came over. They didn't pull me to their station, and were okay talking to me in my office. They said the girl had made a "serious accusation of sexual assault" against me, and they wanted to take a statement. I let my lawyer do most of the talking, and then he showed the pics and vids to the cops. One of those dudes actually bust out laughing at the ass-to-mouth finger, but at the time I was too stressed to see the humour.
Today, my lawyer informed me that the police had contacted him and said no charges will be pressed. Honestly feeling a huge flood of relief, and it's one of the most wonderful things I have ever experienced.
This could have gone really, really bad for me. I'm so happy it didn't, and I'm watching the vids on loop and getting wasted right now in celebration.
PLAYER HAZARD ALERT: When plowing a bitch who seems crazy, take measures to protect yourself. If there is irrefutable proof (and video with clear picture and audio is as iron-clad as it gets) that you were both not intoxicated, mutually consensual and practicing safe sex, you have at least some measure of defense against her word.
Last week, I got with a chick who triggered various alarms in my head. I'd met her in a bar the week before, and she was so into me that it was actually almost slightly off-putting, e.g. fondling my dick at the barstools. Regardless, she was very cute, and I hadn't banged in 3 days, so I #-closed her and followed standard text game to get her to come out with me. Again, she seemed extremely eager.
The date was fine, we had a drink apiece and I bounced to my new favourite logistics option without trouble. However, I honestly felt as though there was something off about this bitch, so I pulled out my phone, and told her I was going to start filming (this is so it couldn't be said I was taping w/o consent). She gave a very positive assent, and I got most of the action on camera, including the bang from doggy and the stand-and-carry positions, her blowing me, her asking to be finger-fucked in the ass and then hopping up and smelling and tasting that same finger of her own accord, and blasting her tits with a cumshot.
Throughout, she was talking like a dirty slut, lively, wide-eyed, obviously not drunk and clearly willing and consenting regarding the sexual action. Post-fucking, I dropped her off at a diner where she said her cousin would give her a ride, and left.
I sent comfort texts an hour after dropping her off, and again the following morning, but she never replied to them. The next day, I get a threatening series of texts from the "cousin" in the weird stilted pidgin the natives here use, accusing me of "doing things" to her. I was weirded out by this, but I replied aggressively to the texts, asserting the consensuality of the sex. I contacted my local lawyer and sought his advice, and showed him my photo and video material. He told me not to worry, and to call him if I needed him.
Two days ago, I had the cops at my door. I honestly felt cold as the blood went out of me, but I called my lawyer and he came over. They didn't pull me to their station, and were okay talking to me in my office. They said the girl had made a "serious accusation of sexual assault" against me, and they wanted to take a statement. I let my lawyer do most of the talking, and then he showed the pics and vids to the cops. One of those dudes actually bust out laughing at the ass-to-mouth finger, but at the time I was too stressed to see the humour.
Today, my lawyer informed me that the police had contacted him and said no charges will be pressed. Honestly feeling a huge flood of relief, and it's one of the most wonderful things I have ever experienced.
This could have gone really, really bad for me. I'm so happy it didn't, and I'm watching the vids on loop and getting wasted right now in celebration.
PLAYER HAZARD ALERT: When plowing a bitch who seems crazy, take measures to protect yourself. If there is irrefutable proof (and video with clear picture and audio is as iron-clad as it gets) that you were both not intoxicated, mutually consensual and practicing safe sex, you have at least some measure of defense against her word.