On the date, we got chatting about careers and other small talk as you do when your on a 1st date, getting to know each other. I was working as a delivery driver at the time, The girl worked in a supermarket and admitted that she did do kissagrams at weekends for some extra money. No big deal. I could see why she was a kissagram. She was hot as fuck, by far the best looking girl I've dated. I was punching well above my league but that click was there so we dated a few more times.

One night after a night out we went back to her place. I knew she had a son and as I have my daughter CC that is another thing we had in common and speaking about parenting was a good conversation topic as we were getting to know each other. She wanted me to meet her son pretty soon, which I done as we were getting on so well and I was at her house more than she was at mine. 

After a couple of months, she admitted to me that she wasn't only a kissagram, who normally keep clothes on, but she done topless stuff too. I was cool with that if a little annoyed that she did not tell me the truth at the start. The cracks however soon appeared. Kissagram come topless kissagram on a night out after meeting some of her family told me that she was a stripper in one of Glasgow's bigger lapdancing clubs. Again I was so caught up in the excitement of the relationship I thought to myself. I'm dating a stripper, wait till the boys hear this! I was on cloud 9.

The relationship went on for about 5 months and we got very very close. I kept my daughter away from the situation because I am very protective of her and if any girl meets my daughter I want to make sure its a serious relationship. Unlike the cunt. (see the blog on me being a single dad) I got kinda close to her kid in this time, and occasionally I would watch him if she had a kissagram to attend to which was only an hour or so. We spoke about more serious things, me being a father figure to her boy as the dad was out the picture, and even moving into her house. Which I was all for.

That was until one night, she was working, I had a key to get in and prepare a nice romantic night in, Wine, DVD, and a nice dinner. So I gets the dinner on, set the table, light the candle a you do, ten minutes before she was due to come back I stick the DVD player on, open it and see a copied dvd with shayva xxx on it. Now im male. If I see xxx on a dvd, I'm naturally going to want to see what is on that shit. So I had a look.

Now, picture putting a DVD on expecting porn. But what you actually see is your girlfriend getting spit-roasted by the biggest 2 black cocks you have ever seen in your life. Turns out that kissagram I met was actually into making porn. I wrote a note, enjoy your dinner you slut left the house and posted the key through her door. Never heard from her again until I saw her a few weeks ago in East Kilbride with her new man, pushing their new baby. She looked at me, stopped in shock. I laughed and kept walking. That was a bullet I dodged. I wonder if her new man knows her dirty little secret though!

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