It was a tense meeting, not unlike a bizarre job interview: "Have you ever done this before? Later, as our "date" was winding down, he swiftly and firmly held my jaw in place and proceeded to kiss me. Squirming out of his greasy grasp, I hastily declined and (thankfully) never saw him again. In order to contact prospective "dates," these men have to shell out money.
How any of them ever managed to land themselves wives is beyond me. He was one of the first men to message me on the site.He was looking for that "special someone" with whom he could "gaze at the stars with." John was your typical Ashley Madison customer: He was married, white, well-off, and a commuter—which is a bonus, because it allows them to keep their affairs separate from everything else.