Trish: The Sly and Cunning Online Rip-off Artist

I spend a ton of time online and I’m single, so I spend a lot of time on dating sites. There are a ton of different fake girls that I see on the sites, and wonder how these places exist. I’ve been searching and scrolling for the perfect type of girl, a sexy brunette with a great figure and body, but still haven’t found her. I’ve been spending a ton of hours, talking to a bunch of different girls, but each one I talk to still isn’t the kind of girl whom I would want to start having a serious type relationship with, until I met Trish.

I was scrolling through the usual site I’m on, and came across the sexy picture of Trish. She was in my neighboring state, and she looked absolutely hot. She had a sexy look about her, was single, no kids, and had a professional life. Those were all highlights in my book, so I sent her a private message and we started to chat for a while. Our talks started with the general how are you messages, and then picked up some steam in them as the discussions of relationships and sexuality came up. It turns out that Trish was a very sexual girl, and loved to talk dirty. She would tell me how no other man could please her, how no other man was big enough for her, and how she had one-night stands in bars just to get some action.

We started to talk more and more via the site, and we were getting pretty friendly. We chatted mainly at nights, and she sent a message to me that read, “Please Help”. I opened it up and she said that her purse was stolen and that she didn’t have enough money to last the week. She said that it would take a week or so to get it in order, and asked if I could lend her the money. I trusted her by now, and sent her the money via Western Union, and she thanked me. It wasn’t a ton of money, but I knew I would get it back.

The next weeks, we talked more and more, and she was sending me pictures of herself alone in the bathroom. She showed off her entire body to me, and the pictures were incredibly racy and hot. She had great breasts, long brunette hair, a thin figure, and a great ass. She was my kind of woman, and I was sure to tell her how beautiful she was. She told me how sweet I was, and how she was helping her family out, and how sometimes whatever she made wasn’t quite enough. She said she was helping her parents out, and how even just $100 per week would make her mother’s life just better. I sent her a few hundred dollars to help out and got a few more naked pictures in return.

Trish and I were talking about maybe meeting up one day since we were so local to each other. I was going to be in her area, and she said it sounded great. We arranged for a time and place, and I bought a non-refundable plane ticket, booked a non-refundable hotel room, and arranged time off for the date. The night before I was supposed to leave, she texted me on how she wouldn’t be able to make it. I had spent a ton of money on last-minute airfare and hotel reservations, and felt ripped off from it. She sent me some more naked pictures with a “Sorry Baby” as the email title, but I still felt a little ripped-off as would most guys would.

The following weekend, Trish called my phone and was crying. I was still a little pissed off from the past encounter with her but asked what was the matter. She said that she got in a fight with a guy at a bar, and needed bail money for the jail. I wondered why she called me out of all people and asked her why she called me? She said she cared for me deeply, she loved me, and that I was her true one, and she only wanted to call me for this type of situation. That made me feel a lot better, and I sent her the bail money with the promise that we would meet up the next month at her house. She said we would meet, and that she would treat me to the most awesome sexual experience I had ever had, and that the entire weekend would be spent in bed with her pleasing my every wish. That really turned me on, and I absolutely couldn’t wait. The idea of this sexy woman spending an entire weekend with me in bed, and her giving me any sexual wish I wanted was beyond my happiness.

A month went on, and Trish and I sent fewer and fewer emails to each other. I sent her texts to her phone, and sent her private emails along with emails from the dating site where I met her. I was starting to get worried about her, and was due to spend the next few nights in her town on a business trip. I wanted to see her while I was there, but was worried about her not responding back to her. It was getting wierd.

I showed up at the address listed in an email and saw an abandoned office park. I looked it up a few different times, but it came back empty to this spot. My phone rang while I was there, and it was her. I asked about where her house was, and she asked why. I told her I was at her address and wanted to see her. She chuckled a little bit, and said “Baby, You Have To Come To Russia To See This”, and hung up the phone. I knew then, that I was ripped off and played and she did it to me good.

By Venomous Eliza