Wow. Can't believe this post popped up.
Back in the 80's as a very young girl 19-20 yrs old, I lived in downtown Chicago. I met this Mexican guy (mid 40's) who owned Mexican Newspapers.
He started a Rotary Chapter that was basically inclusive for Mexican business owners&finance people.
His gf was bi-sexual and took a shine to me. Yuck. My room mate had to point this out to me. I was clueless. lol
The bi-sexual gal broke it off with him and to torture her, he became friends with me. It was not sexual-No way. Yucko.
This dude moved into my highrise bldg. Creepy.
His pupils were not circular, they were slits like a snake.
Well, I found out that he had quite a stash of pure cocaine in big rocks all the time at apt. wth
I couldn't shake him. Stalking.
Had a dream 1 night and he turned into satan himself and said, I love u. Won't hurt u.
Right after that, I left Chicago and moved to Japan. Not even joking.
That's how scared I was.
I think back now and what could have happened t