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I met him at my Singles Support Group. The women all used to call him "The Silver Fox". Silver A$$ is more like it.
When he invited me to come up to his cabin in New Hampshire for the weekend, I said to myself..."Stop being so afraid, and LIVE a little bit." So I accepted the invitation. I didn't realize till later that he was such an extreme cheapskate that he wanted to use the gas in MY car for the trip, and that was the reason for the invitation.
He wanted to dump his trash from his home, and brought it with him in MY car, and made me drive into a public transportation parking lot so that he could dump it in THEIR lot.
For the entire trip up there he talked to other people on his cell phone and didn't talk to me at all. What clued me to the fact that he was obsessively controlling were the calls me made to his son. That poor kid. His father wanted to know where he was every minute!
When we got up there, he asked me to help him shovel the walk...(there was 3 feet of snow). I lost a glove.
When we finally got up to the house, after all that hard, freezing work, he made me stand on a mat in ONE spot, and told me not to move. There was a flurry of wiping and cleaning after I was allowed to remove my coat and boots. THAT was when I started to be a little bit afraid of him...and I decided I would just do whatever he said. I had no idea how to get back on the highway, and at that time I had no GPS. I was actually afraid he might kill me and that he was erasing all evidence of my presence.
I found out later that he was MARRIED, not divorced. And he didn't want his WIFE to find out he had brought anyone up to the cabin.
When I woke up in the morning, I got into the shower and he walked in and MADE me get out of the shower and get back into bed. I was not allowed to get out of bed until HE got out of bed.
When we got downstairs, he fixed ONE scrambled egg in a bowl in the microwave, and I had to share it and eat out of the same bowl with the same spoon!
He had me drive my car through miles of woods to his friend's house, which was located down a long drive...and he forced ME to wait in my car while he went down the drive and had a nice long visit with his friends.
There was more standing still on mats...every time I left the house, in fact. No drips from my boots were to be allowed on the floor.
FINALLY he allowed me to drive home. He wanted to stop at an antique store on the way...and I had no money with me...but my hands were freezing and I wanted to buy a pair of gloves for $5...and he would not LOAN me the money to buy them.
I made it home...alive...and when he called me I refused to answer the phone. He knew where I lived, so he started leaving notes on my car. Finally I answered the phone and told him I didn't want to see him again.
When I returned to my Singles Support group, the "Silver A$$" began to target my best friend in the group...a very fat woman, whom he had previously called a whale when speaking of her to me. She was over the moon...so happy that he had noticed her and that he liked her. I could NOT warn her, of course...because then the A$$ could say that I was jealous...when in fact, I was scared for my friend.
I left the group, and a year later, I heard that he had shot his son, and that he was in prison.
When he invited me to come up to his cabin in New Hampshire for the weekend, I said to myself..."Stop being so afraid, and LIVE a little bit." So I accepted the invitation. I didn't realize till later that he was such an extreme cheapskate that he wanted to use the gas in MY car for the trip, and that was the reason for the invitation.
He wanted to dump his trash from his home, and brought it with him in MY car, and made me drive into a public transportation parking lot so that he could dump it in THEIR lot.
For the entire trip up there he talked to other people on his cell phone and didn't talk to me at all. What clued me to the fact that he was obsessively controlling were the calls me made to his son. That poor kid. His father wanted to know where he was every minute!
When we got up there, he asked me to help him shovel the walk...(there was 3 feet of snow). I lost a glove.
When we finally got up to the house, after all that hard, freezing work, he made me stand on a mat in ONE spot, and told me not to move. There was a flurry of wiping and cleaning after I was allowed to remove my coat and boots. THAT was when I started to be a little bit afraid of him...and I decided I would just do whatever he said. I had no idea how to get back on the highway, and at that time I had no GPS. I was actually afraid he might kill me and that he was erasing all evidence of my presence.
I found out later that he was MARRIED, not divorced. And he didn't want his WIFE to find out he had brought anyone up to the cabin.
When I woke up in the morning, I got into the shower and he walked in and MADE me get out of the shower and get back into bed. I was not allowed to get out of bed until HE got out of bed.
When we got downstairs, he fixed ONE scrambled egg in a bowl in the microwave, and I had to share it and eat out of the same bowl with the same spoon!
He had me drive my car through miles of woods to his friend's house, which was located down a long drive...and he forced ME to wait in my car while he went down the drive and had a nice long visit with his friends.
There was more standing still on mats...every time I left the house, in fact. No drips from my boots were to be allowed on the floor.
FINALLY he allowed me to drive home. He wanted to stop at an antique store on the way...and I had no money with me...but my hands were freezing and I wanted to buy a pair of gloves for $5...and he would not LOAN me the money to buy them.
I made it home...alive...and when he called me I refused to answer the phone. He knew where I lived, so he started leaving notes on my car. Finally I answered the phone and told him I didn't want to see him again.
When I returned to my Singles Support group, the "Silver A$$" began to target my best friend in the group...a very fat woman, whom he had previously called a whale when speaking of her to me. She was over the moon...so happy that he had noticed her and that he liked her. I could NOT warn her, of course...because then the A$$ could say that I was jealous...when in fact, I was scared for my friend.
I left the group, and a year later, I heard that he had shot his son, and that he was in prison.
