BORJA, ADORE YA OR DEPLORE YA

Online I get way more attention from men as a senior citizen and asexual than I ever did at age 20 with blonde hair down to my tits! Of course I realize most are romantic scammers who are more interested in my bank account than my body. 

Facebook is the worst! Most will only communicate thru private messaging. Words that immediately get one blocked are: "I'd like to know you better." Even if I was keen on that kind of relationship I'd never take up with anyone in another state much less another continent.

LinkedIn is another place where I get hit on, though not as frequently. Around Thanksgiving, 3 guys started doing the flirtation dance. When I revealed my age, 2 instantly vanished! Despite being asexual this left me offended. Both men looked 50ish and I don't believe most women would automatically reject a man 20 years older.

However the 72 year old remained interested. And he lived in Boca Raton, a tony exclusive part of Florida about an hour south of here. The literal French translation of Boca Raton is Rat's Mouth which I find ironic.

His first name was Borja, he moved here from Spain at age 20. He was an international Realtor with an impressive business profile. I confessed that I was asexual and not attracted to men.

"But I can change your mind," he replied. "Please give me a chance! I want to treat you to fine dining, live entertainment, and travel."

"OK," I said, "you can treat me to lunch the week following Thanksgiving. I'll meet you at the restaurant."

However he claimed to be tied up in Georgia renovating an estate and wouldn't be back in Florida until after Dec.16. Also he had to Christmas shop for his 2 teenage grandsons who were living with him temporarily while his son was getting a lung transplant.  -- This procedure sounded like SYFY stuff to me, but I Googled it & it's real.

We agreed to meet during the week of Dec.16. "I think the world of you," he told me. "And I want to give you the world!"

I accused him of having a crush on a photo and said he may dislike the flesh & blood person! Even close friends tell me I'm an acquired taste. -- Also I'm not some woman who watches Hallmark movies expecting happily ever after with some man. I'm a Quentin Tarantino/George Romero gal.

"But I have a good feeling about you," he replied. "I'll take you on a vacation anywhere in the world you want to go," he promised.

I made it clear that if I went anyplace with him I'd pay my own way and we'd have separate rooms! I won't be any man's mistress! My name is not Melania Tramp!

"Oh I'm sure we can work something out," Borja replied. He then assured me (despite never have met in person) that he saw us together for the rest of our lives. If this guy was on the level, marrying him would solve all my current problems. -- However I would be exchanging them for new and different ones!

He was quite eloquent and seemed educated. Plus he wrote the most beautiful things to me always with lavish promises. We exchanged emails every day. In the AM while having coffee at his hotel he was wishing I was there beside him. In the evening he gushed about how he'd been thinking about me all day. If this guy's for real I thought, he's probably too clingy for me. I'm used to being alone, it's my happy place!

Plus it bugged me that he didn't read my emails carefully. Borja asked if I owned or rented my home. I told him I inherited it. My father bought it outright when we moved to Vero Beach. Previously in Stuart we were on the St. Lucie and the river was a mile wide behind our house. We were on a hill in the back with a magnificent view and 150 ft dock. But I didn't miss it because I was so unhappy there!

He replied: "I know you miss your previous house terribly." -- That's not what I said! I told him to go back & re-read what I wrote!

Another of several examples, I mentioned that I went to the dentist to see how my bone graft was healing, but thankfully no pain was involved.

He replied: "Sorry you are in such pain, please take medication and get some rest." -- I was beginning to think I was being catfished by someone's dementia-addled grandpa!

The week following Thanksgiving, I lunched with my friend Rose. She smelled a rat right away! Rose knew 2 victims of romantic scammers and one woman was scammed royally! "Don't be surprised if he cancels your lunch at the last moment due a family tragedy," she cautioned.

Immediately I thought of his son having the lung transplant!

Returning home another of Borja's emails awaited me. He inquired about my lunch with Rose and what I wore, then casually asked "Sweetie can you loan me $6000? I'll pay you back soon!" He claimed to be having problems with the bank in Georgia.

"NO!" I told him. I reminded him that I'm on a fixed income and added "This so-called relationship is over!!! DO NOT EMAIL ME EVER AGAIN!!!!!!"

He stated that I had misunderstood him, but he would respect my wishes and not contact me again. -- I didn't misunderstand a damn thing, buster!

The following AM came another email begging my forgiveness because he was heartbroken. -- However this one sounded as if it was written by someone else. The speech pattern was noticeably different. I've heard that romantic scammers work as a team; you're not dealing with just one person. Anyway I didn't reply!

However I phoned the headquarters of his Real Estate firm (one that is well-known with a respectable reputation) and told them he needed investigating. (I've heard nothing back!) I have our emails to prove everything I say!

Also I messaged several of our mutual female connections warning them to gird their bank accounts around this guy. If he's pulling this number on me you can bet he's doing it to other women too!