I (30 m) am recently divorced after 8 years of marriage. I figured I would give tinder a try just to see what it had to offer. I matched with a girl, let's call her Trogdor (30 f), and we hit it off. We went on a generic first date of coffee and conversation that ended with a kiss. We didn't really click in person like we did over text. I don't know why I kissed her, maybe it was just as a kind gesture. I figured that there wouldn't be a second date.

We didn't talk for about a month after our first date. One night she texts me at around midnight with a, "You up?" Now, I might have been put of the dating pool for about 10 years but I know that this is 100% a booty call. Trogdor doesn't have a vehicle so I drive to her house about 45 minutes away. As I'm pulling into her driveway I see her leaving the porch and walking towards my truck. She gets in and tells me her roommate is asleep and doesn't want to wake her up. She tells me she wants to go to the beach. I've never had sex on the beach, but that doesn't seem like the ideal place to fornicate.

So, we are walking down the beach looking for a somewhat secluded place to sit. I find a spot to sit and she immediately straddles me. We start to kiss and all I can think is, "what the fuck is that smell?" Trogdor's mouth smells like hot shit. I am instantly nauseous. She continues to kiss me as I try not to breath. My stomach is turning. I turn my head away from her, " I don't feel good. My stomach hurts, I think I might be sick." This was after about 30 seconds of kissing. Trogdor's mood quickly changes from sex crazed dragon to almost a motherly demeanor. I tell her that I think I should go home. As soon as we get back in my truck the the sympathy was gone. "We could have sexy time in here", said the sex crazed dragon as she grabbed my genitals. "I'd rather not, I think I just want to go home." I tell her as I start driving back to her house. After 5 minutes of silence and her staring a hole in the side of my head I give her a quick glance. She immediately follows with rapid fire questions, "Why don't you want to have sex with me?" "What's wrong?" "Am I really that boring?" I just say "I'm sorry." She keeps asking what's wrong. I can't take it, but I don't want to tell her the truth. I tell her, "I don't feel good, and I recently got out of a long relationship and I'm not ready for this." "This" being the interrogation that I was currently going through. I know my statement was vague and could have been taken a number of different ways but that was the last thing I said. As we pulled into her driveway she just stared at me and ask " seriously? " before sighing in disgust.

AITA for not telling her that the real reason I felt sick was because of her poop breath?

Thanks