I was 20 and was on a NCMO site. I met up with a cute guy, that I had assumed he was a law student. I was a little surprised that he was a little older and not married. I double checked his ring finger and didn't see any sort of mark on his finger. We kissed passionately for a half hour or more. Our lips and tongues rarely stopping. I sat on his lap facing him, I knew he was hard. I wanted to grab him there, but felt he wasn't wanting to go further as he hadn't moved his hands other than to my back. I moved to his arms and felt his large muscles. I had just broken up with my last boyfriend a couple weeks prior and just wanted to be held.

We were on a bench and heard a noise, it was around 10 at night. It sounded like a scuffle and people coming our way. He quickly got up and held my hand and lead me away. He looked at his watch and said he needed to run but that he wants to see me again. I wasn't frustrated really, just curious as to the rush off. Later that month, I discovered he was an adjunct professor that also taught at the UofU. He wasn't married, but had been divorced a couple years prior. I sent a card to his UofU address with my picture and said thank you. I never heard from him, but hope he is doing well.