Richard the Creep was starting to make noises about taking me out again. The last time he did that, he considered that as a platform for announcing he was sexually attracted to me. He's also remarked that I wasn't wearing a bra under my shirt. At the time he announced his intentions he barely knew me.

I've told him I wasn't interested in a sexual relationship and it still goes on as before. So I decided to end this. On Father Lindsay's advice and with a little prodding from Doug, I phoned the police. They sent someone over and basically put the fear of cops in him.

So it's over and on my father's advice, I'm not to give this guy so much as a cheery hello, because that gives him the idea that I want him around. And my father says I don't even need a reason to go into radio silence. And if that isn't enough to deter Richard and he persists in showing up, phone the cops and let them handle it and start yelling when he does show up.

It's against my nature to be rude, but this guy is feeding off my politeness. So rudeness wins out.

So it's over...unless he comes whining to me about going to the cops....or worse.

I'm going to give the cop assigned to my case a nice big box of Timbits for his trouble (mini donuts) I don't usually do that unless I am profoundly grateful for whatever they've done for me, even if it was his job. I've been running from this moron for over a year. And I'm not the only woman he's done this to, but I'm the first who's gone to the cops. Guess the other woman was too scared and I don't blame her. If it weren't for Father Lindsay, I would have started looking for another church.