A friend of a friend has been seeing a lady (for want of a better word) for a little while. He has feelings for her, which she knows about, she's stayed very noncomittal up until this weekend. They met up on Friday for a few drinks at her house and shortly into the evening she asked he to measure her up for a new bra. As the evening went on, much alcohol was consumedand they arrived on her bed, sitting talking. The conversation turned to the "flab" on her inner thighs and when he did the chivalrous thig and denied it was there, she asked him to feel for himself. One thing led to another as she told him it was turning her on, and the next morning he woke wondering if it had been a drunken mistake or the start of a change That evening, as they sat watching telly, she asked him to rub her feet. The next 3 hours or so was spend in foot, shoulder, face and head rubs after which our man made no assumptions, kissed her goodnight with a sweet dreams wish and went to sleep in the spare room. On the Sunday they went to the beach and had a pleasant 2 hour stroll, ending up back at hers again where he helped out showingg her how to do a little DIY she'd wanted doing. before he was ready to leave they went for a short walk to the shops, during which she asked if he could be "persuaded" to stay until Monday morning. Obviously reluctant, he nevertheless agreed and cracked a can of wifebeater when they got in. After a few more drinks, she decided she wanted a bath but, because it's boring sitting there, would he mind coming and talking to her as she had it. They took it in turns to bathe, each washing the others back, and him comforting her when she started to cry briefly about some old family problems. Once clean and relaxed they ajourned downstairs and sat talking wrapped in towels. Part way into this conversation, she commented that they should still only be friends, to which he relpied that he was ok with that, but he would hope for more in the future when she'd finally shifted some emotional baggage she's been carrying for the past 2 or 3 years. At this point she became "uncomfortable" and worried about having him in the house so, at about 1:30 am, after a couple of cans and several large shots, she asked him to leave the house and drive home. When he pointed out that her request was not only kind of unreasonable, but completely out of line with how the weekend had gone, she started to get agitated and called the police to have him removed. The police agreed that she was asking a lot, and suggested that it might be better for him to get his head down until first light but she refused this. After a night spent in the cells to "prevent a breach of the peace" he was breathalysed, allowed on his way and drove off. She, meanwhile, had failed to get up for work for about the 10th time in the past 6 weeks due to drink and (apparent) depression. So, obviously my friend's friend must be a complete tosser for not having banged her back doors in while he had the chance, but which is she? Psycho or Slapper?