Bad Date Stories... Wanna feel my gun?

I had just graduated high school and was 19 years old.  He was new in town and 24. 

And like Paul Harvey, "Here is the rest of the story..."  (And yes, if you don't know who Paul Harvey is... that scares me a little)

I was just about to graduate high school and back in those days there was no My Space, no facebook and we barely had email.  So imagine my surprise when I randomly got an email from a much older (hey, 5 years is a huge age span when you are in high school!) man.  I had met said man because he was a referee for my high school athletic games.  Ohh, and said man was also one of the newest public safety officers in my small town. 

So back to that email.  I was floored.  But being me and being curious I responded.  And the drama began. 

Imagine a small town where everyone knows your business.  And as a senior in high school my name or photo was in the paper nearly every day so I was pretty well known (I'm not bragging here, this girl was the classic overachiever).  And him, as one of the few public safety officers, was also well known.  All the girl's parents from the soccer team knew who he was and obviously who I was. 

One of our first dates went well enough, until we went back to his house.  In those days I was much more of a prude than I am today (hey, I was a really good girl in high school!) and going to his apartment (his OWN apartment) was a big deal.  In hindsight, I should have totally not been impressed by his college hand me downs, but hey, I was young and impressionable. 

And him, being who he was, goes back to his room - and pulls out his gun.  I might be from the midwest but I'm no hunter and I had never been so close to a gun.  And honestly it scared me (guns still scare me a little!).  All he kept saying was, "Wanna feel my gun?"  "Wanna touch it?"  Ohh, and he was not talking about his arm "guns" or even the small appendage between his legs - he was talking about his actual weapon.  Needless to say, I touched the gun with all of one finger. 

In hindsight, I really wonder what the hell this guy saw in a girl who had just graduated high school!  When I graduated college the last thing in the world I would have wanted was to date a guy right out of high school - there is a huge age span there.  When discussing songs from dances, etc the ones I noted from my high school days were the ones he danced to in middle school. 

I guess, good for him.  But I never did feel his gun, we are talking the appendage now.