He came into my house and started taking taking pictures of himself with my art, but when I told him to stop, he immediately complied.
The “air” about him is “Russian Thug.” He was fat and hairy. If those are his pictures, they are heavily altered. There is no square jaw or flat, smooth stomach. During the massage, he kept whispering in my ear that he’d move in and make me his bitch. I’m neither a bottom nor a sub, so I don’t know where he got that idea. There came a point where I said “we’re done” and, rather than wait for an Uber, I drove him home. While it cost me time, it assured that I knew where he was staying. At this time (I’d say 2-3 years ago), his circumstances seemed pretty bleak and now I know why. Honestly, I had the sense he was a good guy with kind eyes that circumstances had changed into a weird, scary, confused dude. I’d avoid at all costs.