Froggy Friday: The Mouth Rapist

I'm going to take a couple of minutes to tell you about the absolute worst date I've ever been on. Yes, worse than the waving frog... or the needy frog... or other stories I have yet to tell. This actually happened three months ago but I was too traumatized to write about it then... I'm in a good place now so here goes: Today's story is about the mouth rapist. It may make you laugh... or horrify you... or both. Once upon a time, in a kingdom quite close to home... I was just about ready to give up. And maybe I should have. A green eyed frog who claimed to be 38 (later found out he was 43...) entered the picture. He seemed very excited about life. He stated he loved his job and his 9 year old daughter and everything life had to offer. He was very enthusiastic throughout the conversational stage. Eventually, this green-eyed frog asked me out on a date. At this point, I was very reluctant to go anywhere with anyone. I mean, you all know some of my stori