I have one for you...
Many years ago I met a fella from Yorkshire in a Club in Manchester, we spoke on the phone every night for about a month. One Weekend we decided as his Parents were away I'd go over to Yorkshire (I didn't drive at the time) so he picked me up.
I had made it clear there would be no funny business
Anyway, we got there and went for a couple of drinks in Harrogate, in one of the Bars he saw some girls he knew and they were really off with me, I didn't think anymore of it. We had a few drinks and went back to his, had a chat with his Sister and went to bed.
About 6.00am there was a hammering on the door, his Sister opened it and someone stomped up the stairs, opened the bedroom door, picked up a glass and threw it at us, then she (which I later found out was his GF who he was messing around) grabbed hold of my hair and dragged me out of bed! Lol....
I was a little stunned but gave her a punch in the face and dragged her to the floor with her hair, he sat there doing nothing....she then left shouting all sorts of stuff about me...WTF, had I know what a bastard he was I wouldn't have been there would I??
I got him to drive me home, all the way back to Bolton and the cheeky bastard even asked for Petrol money, which I gave him as I just wanted to get away from that place....I never saw him again after that even though he kept pestering me, though one of my best friends (Chris) did phone him up and threaten to knee-cap him if he ever even muttered my name again!!!!