We met in the summer of 2000 through a friend.He was at the time charming and sweet,and he flirted with me for the most of the night.At the time l thought nothing of it after all l was not some skinny mini nor was my smile white and perfect.He asked for my phone number and l handed it to him on piece of paper towel.Never did think he would call and let it slip from my mind.

 

A couple of weeks later my phone rang it was him.We talked for a few hours that night and it was nice he still charming and more funny.He asked me out to dinner and l thought what the hell.We had dinner,we had lunch.we had a month of dates before he kissed me good night.I know now it was his way of gaining my trust and he did.He knew about my some what rough childhood he told me about his life.

 

Then we had sex and the first few times he used condoms.He talked me into not using them over a few weeks and l finally gave in like a fool.I should have asked him to be tested and l did not l was so fucking stupid.

 

Things went well for a few months and then he started to with draw from me.He was working or family or friends came up.I am not sure that was even true.I do know that one afternoon after coffee he told me it was over and he was gone.

 

Life went on and then one day l got a call from the police asking to speak to me as soon as l could.I knew l was not in any sort of trouble so what ever they had to say could not be that bad.

 

The date of the day l walked in Sept 11th 2002.And what they told me floored me.They showed me his picture did  know him? Yes l did.Did l have sex with him?Yes.Did he tell me had HIV?

 

What the fuck?

 

No.

 

Well l needed to talk to my doctor l needed to be tested.No really l said?

 

Well l was tested and l am poz.

 

What happened to him? He arrested and charged.He was charged with murder among other things.

 

The update of the case is here. After five long years maybe we can finally get some answers to why.

 

And maybe just maybe l can heal for good the hurt his betrayal caused me.