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This doozy of a story comes from our friends over at My Very Worst Date.

Christine had been dating a new guy for a couple of weeks. "There was something I couldn't quite put my finger on about him, something odd, so I held back on starting a physical relationship," she says. "This decision chafed him, as he himself mentioned once or twice, but I was interested in taking it slow."

"A week before I went back to school, he got in touch with me saying he wanted to hang out before I left. At his apartment. I figured this was the night it would all happen and got all pretty.

"He then informed me that his girlfriend was coming over in a couple of hours, and asked if I would be so kind as to help him clean his apartment for her arrival. Apparently, he thought my lack of physical interaction with him meant that we were friends -- friends who clean each others' apartments."

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"I was totally dumbfounded. In my shock, I said I would be happy to help with something small. He handed me the vacuum cleaner and proceeded to jump into the shower. I realized then that he was punishing me for not putting out, and was knocking me back a few pegs.

"He came out 20 minutes later and stood there in his boxers and a button-down shirt, watching me.

"'I can't tell if you hate this or if it's turning you on,' he said.

"I responded by saying that he could leave me a tip on the dresser.

"When I later related this sorry tale to my mother, she said that I should have left my panties in his bed for the next unfortunate woman to find. He did text me after a week to thank me for the huge favor."

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