All this happened 50 years ago, I have never forgot it, and was wondering if anyone had similar experiences.
I was 22 and at a dance when a large lady, who I found out later was 53, asked if I could give her a lift home, after she overheard I had a car and lived near her. I agreed when I dropped her off she asked if I could take her to Portland the next day to visit her son in hospital, she said she would pay for the petrol. I was not doing anything, the next day being Sunday so I agreed.
The next day I picked her up she looked very smart, I dropped her off near, which she claimed was the hospital and picked her up about two hours later. On the way home she asked if we could stop for a drink, she had a few gin and tonics, which I paid for, claiming she gave all her money to her son, and would pay me back at the dance on Saturday.
On Saturday at the dance, she said she had left her purse at home and had to borrow the entrance money from a bouncer she knew. I bought her drinks all night, she said she would pay me back when I took her home. She got quite intoxicated back at her house she sat a sofa flashing her suspenders and knickers, she wanted to go to Portland again the next day, I agreed and left without getting any money.
The next day I picked her up to go to Portland, and I asked her for £20 about a week’s wages in 1965 this is what she owed me. She said you can have it when we get home. On the way home she wanted to stop for drinks, again she got quite intoxicated. Back at her house she flashed her suspenders and knickers again, I left and decided not to take her to Portland anymore, and write off the money I spent.
A few weeks went by and I decided to go to the Saturday night dance, if she was there I was not going to speak to her. She was there and ask where I had been, and did I not want payment, I fell for it again, buying her drinks all night I even used the money I was to give my mum for housekeeping, back at her house she sat next to me on the sofa. Told me her son was in a secure unit and needed to see him the next day. She unzipped my trousers and put her hand inside my pants. She took her knickers off and made love to me on her sofa.
This went on for some weeks I was hooked, dancing Saturdays, Portland Sundays, making love Saturday and Sunday, and buying all her drinks, I was just small lad, she was twice my size, and four inches taller in her heels. I had to work overtime to pay for it all.
A chance meeting with a very large man in the local snooker hall put an end to it all. I can remember it now. laddy he said, can I have a quick word, I am a bouncer at the ******* dance hall, that lady you come in with is ****** ******** wife he’s in jail for GBH if you are ******** her I would leave town, he gets out next week.
I asked her but she played it down, telling me a completely different story, so I took her drinking to find out the truth, she was clearly an alcoholic could not stop drinking, and the truth came out, her husband was a violent career criminal. I left her standing on her door step peeing in her knickers, I never saw her again, and moved to a job twenty miles away.