We met on ss. The first time we met in a cafe. He offered to pick me up from work.
When we arrived, he was interested in such things as where I lived, whether I rented, where and who I worked for. It seemed to me that they were just sitting there assessing me.
Then he invited me to an exhibition. And at the third meeting he kept asking me to come over... then he was passing by, then he missed me and would come over. I refused. And I didn't come to visit either.
I didn't come until a month later, when we got to know each other better. It turned out that he lived in a very nice house and the flat was gorgeous. That time we didn't do anything but kiss.
The other time, though, everything happened. I went to take a shower, washing quietly, but I heard him in the hallway. When I turned off the water, I distinctly heard the lock of my bag close.
When I came out I asked him a direct question. He was embarrassed, but then he admitted that he wanted to see my passport, because maybe I wasn't who I said I was.
Is that normal? What kind of stupidity is that? The money was in my bag, 7,000. It's still there. I don't know what to think. But I don't know what to think, but I don't know how to go into someone's bag like that! Can you tell me, please?
