A long time ago, when I was to turn 30 and was still at the University, this way too young man started courting me. Barely 20, long legs and a ring in his nose, very tall, totally hot. He heard me say to a classmate that I would be home alone a weekend and he then called me on the phone in the middle of the night. Yes, I was tempted indeed.
And I turned him down. Married as I was. Then he hacked my email account at the University, sent roses, had his friends talk to me telling I was killing him etc. Passion was strong in that one. Stubborness was strong in me.
There was abit of bruhaha but after a couple of months my message got through. Meanwhile my ex did not notice a thing, and as I got aware years later - was busy hitting on one of my lady friends.
Life. Men. Complicated stuff, I tell you. >.>