Me and dating aren't friends. My first date at University went tremendously well, ended up back at her place, she stripped for me, but I chose not to sleep with her because I just don't have sex on first dates. Over the next week, she got weirder and weirder until she asked for a break. I said cool, waited a week, asked her to lunch to talk about it, and she reported me for sexual harassment. Turned out she had a boyfriend she tried to cheat on, then felt guilty about it. I had texts and backup from friends, so nothing happened to me. In my second year, I got stalked by a super creepy girl, while I was flirting with another girl. The second frenched me, fucked my buddy, then tried to get money out of me. Next date, we went to coffee and on a walk, I asked to kiss her, she said yes, then got a flashback to her sexual assault, so I spent four hours talking her through that, telling her it was okay, she didn't ruin the night, it wasn't her fault. The next day, she star...