Background Checks are a GOOD Idea - Francesca

We all know my thoughts on younger guys...I'm dying to become a cougar one day, and I do love the company of an adorable young 20-something. So, when I got an email from Ryan, I thought he had potential. He was cute. Plus, his photo was in the Polaroid style, which I just think is fun and cute. He was 23, and seemed pretty funny. I'd talked to him, and hadn't scared him away, either....another bonus. The clincher-he lived in Cape Cod...far enough away to keep it casual, but also-killer place to hang now that summer is coming.

We met up one afternoon in Boston, and had one of the best dates I've ever had. We met for coffee, talked about music, got to know each other a bit, laughed...then walked around the city, got ice cream and went record shopping, where he found me records of all the obscure bands I'd mentioned. Seriously...it was awesome. I was actually pretty excited...and when I started getting the text messages letting me know he was thinking about me...it wasn't creepy, it was cute.

As Ryan and I hung out more, we got to know more about each other...but I noticed he wasn't as key on talking about himself. I started to ask him questions about if he'd been to college, what jobs he'd held...just to get an idea on where this cute guy was coming from, trying to find the faults before I really started to like him. That's when he dropped the bomb on me. I had jokingly asked if he was a felon (not sure how that can be a joke, but at the time it really was)...and he got kind of quiet. He looked at me, and told me that he was at the point where I would stop liking him when he told me about him. Now, I've had some crazy dates, so I felt prepared. He told me that he is currently on probation. For a felony. And he's a sex offender. For having sex knowingly with a 15-year-old when he was 21. Okay...maybe I'm jaded...but I wasn't that disturbed. Yes, I know, not the guy to bring home to the parents, but he was pretty hot...and then he got a bit more interesting. He then went into his obsession with BDSM, and how he really liked me and all he wanted to do was punch me in the face. Hmm...I think we passed the line back there. Thankfully, he lives so far away, and has to keep an early curfew for parole...NEXT!