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I was dating a girl my freshman year of college and all was well until she went on spring break. She ended up going with another family and blew their son on the airplane ride down to Florida and then again in a hotel room in front of his brother.
She tried to hide it but I could tell she was guilty of something the next time I saw her and broke it off with her over the phone. I didn't even find out that it happened until three months later.
Quite recently I went out with someone and had two really good dates, lots of fun and laughter, lots of mutual hints dropped towards taking things further. Two days after the second date she stopped returning my calls.
I had to find out on my own she was actually already dating someone but stopped seeing me because she felt too guilty to cheat on him.
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