"Jenn"

When I created “Jenn” I wanted her to be the hopeless romantic. When he wrote “Jenn” he wrote her the same EXACT email he had sent to me. Chris is very sneaky. His profile has no pictures, so when he sends you a message he attaches them to the email. When I saw that he had written her the same email he had sent me I knew instantly that my instincts were dead on. This guy was full of shit and probably lied to tons of women. I wrote him back using “Jenn's” profile. I told him she was looking for a relationship and wanted to be swept off her feet.

“Jenn” tells Chris that she has a crazy idea and that she never does things like this but she wants to be adventurous. “Jenn” tell Chris that she wants to meet at a hotel of town, in Palm Springs on New Year’s Eve. She says that she does not want to exchange phone numbers or meet in person before the trip. She wants to show up at the hotel and meet to spend the weekend together. Now when I wrote this I did not think for one second that this asshole would do it....but he did. He said he wanted to take her to the Parker. The Parker is a hotel in Palm Springs that I had mentioned to Chris on our date at Nobu. So now this asshole was stealing my shit and using it on another girl.

“Jenn” told Chris that she wanted to pick out a swimsuit to wear because she wanted to spend NYE in the hot tub with Champagne and him. Here are the emails that transpired between “Jenn” and Chris:

Jenn:

Dear Chris,
I have attached 3 different swimsuits that I like very much. Two look a little similar, but I would love your thoughts on which one you think is the best. I told a girlfriend of mine that I was going to be going to the Parker and she was telling me that if you get a suite there than you have access to a private pool that is open at all hours. That got my head thinking.........

 I imagine driving through the desert, watching the sun begins to set, and I can feel the warm air on my skin as I drive with the widows down, listening to Taylor Swift and Mazzy Star while thinking of you. I imagine getting to the hotel and checking it at the front desk. I will then stroll out to the bar/lounge where I will find you waiting with a bottle of champagne. We will sit and talk, just gazing into each others eyes. We share deep thoughts, nothing too serious, and let the champagne relax us. After we finish our drinks I imagine us walking around the grounds, getting lost in talk. And as it gets dark we decide to change into our swimsuits and take our conversation to the hot tub. We have not gone up to our room yet, I am assuming that there is a pool house for us to change in. We get into the hot tub, and by now we are feeling the champagne, and our conversation starts to die down because we are looking at each other in an intense stare. I imagine you taking your hand out of the water and letting the water from your finger tips drip down my shoulder's, and you take you finger and follow the water drops down my shoulder to the middle of my back. Your finger stops in the middle of my back and that is when you take your hand and press against me so that I am completely up against you. We engage in a passionate kiss, you take your hands from the water and put them on my face as you pull me in closer to you. Now the heat from the hot tub, the water on our faces and bodies make the adrenaline rush so much more intense. You begin to kiss my neck and shoulder, and then you begin to un-tie my top. I am now topless, but you don't look down at my bare breasts, you are staring me right into my eyes and grab my hand and lead me out of the hot tub. We start making our way to the room, stopping in dark corners for quick passionate kisses, no words are being spoken, we are saying everything with our eyes, mouths and bodies. We get to our room and I walk in to find another bottle of champagne waiting for us. The room is covered in rose petals and there is soft music playing. You immediately go into the bathroom and draw a bath for me. You come back over to where I am standing, dripping wet and lead me into the bath. As you hold out your hand to help me into the tub I pull yours to follow me, but you resist. You tell me that it is your wish to bathe me. You grab a wash cloth and start down at my feet, paying close attention to detail, cleaning between every toes as you slightly caress my feet. Then you begin to wash my legs, massaging them as you do so. As you move up to my thighs you stop, and begin to wash my shoulders and back. You tell me to turn around as you wash my back and kiss my neck as you rub the hot wash cloth down my spine. You then instruct me to stand up and you begin to move father down my back until you take the wash cloth over my round behind. You squeeze my cheeks softly as you wash them, and just when I expect you to tell me to turn around you reach around and begin to wash my tummy, rubbing in slow sensual circles. You then move up to my breasts and take delicate care in washing the nipples. I am so excited at this point that I try to turn around but you stop me, and whisper in my ear "not yet". Then you slowly take the wash cloth down past my breasts, over my stomach until you have finally found the place where we both want you to go. You are careful just to wash me, and take your time making sure I am nice and clean. You then ask me to step out of the tub and you begin to dry me with a towel starting at my feet working your way up until I am completely dried off. You then tell me to go sit at the table where there is a glass of champagne waiting along with strawberries. You tell me to indulge while you go rinse off. I pick up a strawberry and seductively put it in my mouth as I look across the room into the bathroom. I can see your naked silhouette and am enjoying watching you as you wash your body. I then remember that I brought something sexy to wear to bed and I get up and slip it on. I take my glass of champagne over to the bed and lye down while I wait for you to exit the shower. You come out dipping wet and naked and begin to dry yourself in front of me. I put another strawberry in my mouth and lick the tip to tease you and enter back and forth in my mouth. You are smiling at me, but still there is no conversation, just us staring into each others eyes.

The rest is for you to tell handsome. I thought I would just let you in on the details that have been running through my head.

Chris:

Oh my god, Jenn....you have my mind working in a wonderful way!  I have to say I LOVE the first one most because I think it would look the best on you - plus I kinda have a thing for the ties on the side of the suit bottoms.

As for your story, I don't think I could have painted a more relaxing, beautiful picture of our evening together...I think what you have described will pale in comparison to what the reality of it will be.  I am thoroughly excited and looking forward to this adventure with you! 

I am stuck right now in Atlanta, missed my connecting flight back to SD this evening and am on a flight out first thing tomorrow morning. 

I will do my best tomorrow, to pick up where you left off on the vision you have for Palm Springs.  Right now it is one in the morning and I need to be up in 4 hours - Yuck! 

I will continue this in the morning - I hope you have sweet dreams AND I hope you choose the first swimsuit - yum!

Then Chris writes this email to follow:

I join you by the bedside and sip on my champagne as you lay upon the bed wearing your amazing lingerie.  I look into your eyes and without saying a word you place a strawberry in my mouth and hold it there for me to take a bite.  I am still naked and standing and you motion to me to join you in the bed, you pull back the covers and lightly pat the bed as my invite.

We continue to sip our champagne and between sips we kiss, the taste of champagne on each others lips and tongues as our tongues flick against one another.  My hands begin to take hold of your face again and begin to caress your cheek bone while our lips are intertwined with one another.  My hands then take hold of your back and I lower you onto your back.  I begin to kiss your neck, just beneath your ear and then follow along your cheekbone and back to your lips.

Your hands begin to run along my sides and down to my lower back and your fingertips grab hold of me tightly. I lower my head to kiss your neck some more then down to your clavicle and running my fingertips along your lingerie.   I feel your body arch so slightly in response to my touch against your skin.

as I begin to kiss your chest, I pull down the straps from the top of your lingerie.  As I do, you can feel me, hard pressed against you, as our bodies sense each others excitement.

I begin to kiss your nipples and they are hard with anticipation my lips taking each one in my mouth and giving them attention.  Your hand reaches down between us and takes hold of me and I react by shifting my pelvis toward you and enabling you to grasp me tightly, you feeling what you long to experience deep inside you. 

I put your hand back on my hips as i slowly work my way down your stomach, kissing every inch of your exposed skin.  Your fingers are now, running their way through my hair as I my lips near the other piece of lingerie you are wearing.  I run the tip of my tongue along the edges of your lingerie bottom - right along the top of your pelvis.  I then take my fingers and slide them from back to front along the top of your lingerie bottom...you let out another moan as you enjoy the slight touch of my fingers against you.  You feel me, again, harder than earlier.   I kiss the inside of your thigh, then down your leg and back up the inside of your other thigh.  You arch your back in agreement with my lips and tongue exploring you. 

As you arch your back again, I grab hold of your lingerie and peel it off of you.....pulling it down off your legs.      Now Beautiful...it is up to you to fill in where I have paused.  -ox

p.s. you will look amazing in that swimsuit!

Now I had to make sure that this was not a lie and that he was going to show up at the Parker. Now I am sure there of those of you out there that think perhaps I have taken things a bit too far, but let me assume you, this asshole had this coming and lies to women on a daily basis. In fact, when you read the conversations between him and decoy Christy you will find out that this man is a serial dater. He has a date with a different girl almost every night. He lies to women, tells them he’s an honest good man and uses the cop thing to make him seem like an upstanding citizen. So when I had gathered all my information on this asshole I had no problem doing what I did next. “Jenn” asked Chris to book the room so she knew he was serious. This is the email that followed her asking his commitment to the trip:

Dear xxxxxxxxxx,
Thanks for booking with us! Your reservations below are confirmed and guaranteed.

Within one week, Jetsetter will send you an Itinerary Email with a confirmation number from the property. You can reference that number if you need to contact the property directly.

Your ReceiptSee summary page

 Jetsetter Reservation #77562Check In/Check Out

 Parker Palm Springshttp://www.theparkerpalmsprings.comFriday, December 31, 2010/Sunday, January 2, 2011

 Room Type 

 Standard Estate 
 

 Your Payment Information

 Charges were made to your credit card ending in 9147 on December 29, 2010.

 DatePriceNo. of RoomsTotal Per Night

Friday, December 31$485 $3401$340

Saturday, January 1$295 $2051$205
 

  Subtotal$545
  Taxes & Fees$152
  Jetsetter Credits-$84
  Total Cost$613

That’s right.....He payed over $600 to meet a girl he never talked to or met. Here is an email from "Jenn"

Jenn:

I am SO excited. I woke up because of the rain and was feeling gloomy, but saw this and now I am totally excited. My swimsuit is by a company called Vix. They sell their swimsuits at high end boutiques.

I thought you email to me was incredibly descriptive and I enjoyed reading it. I have so many things to do today, I have to make sure I am ready for the trip. As for picking up where we left off, I have decided that we will let fate decide what happens next. We only have two more days until we meet and the anticipation is what is SO great about this.

After this email there was one last email that was written, I have unfortunately lost that email. It had "Jenn" telling Chris that they would meet in the bar of the Parker at PM. Chris sent "Jenn" and email through POF and asked her why she was running late. "Jenn" let him know she hit traffic and would be there more around 9PM. That was the last Chris heard of "Jen". I have to assume that the asshole spent NYE along, or he might have gone and gotten a prostitute. I can only imagine his disappointment in being all alone on NYE. In my opinion this d-bag deserved everything he got. Too many times have we been lied to or stood up. I was tired of assholes like this taking advantage of women. I was not the first or last person he lied to. I only imagine how the other girls were blinded by his charm and ate into his lies. He had met his match, but the best part is that he was talking to another girl.....Christy!