Last friday night, I went out with some friends down to this club that had shut down for renovating and was having its reopening night. I'm a single guy. I rent a place with two other guys - the rent is split between us. I got a useless degree in theology a few years ago but I now work for an insurance provider (won't say what specifically). I make quite a fair bit, considering my age.

Anyway, so I got into the club and we were making small talk with some guys and girls we know loosely through each other and it was my turn to buy the drinks for the four guys I came with. So I went to the bar and waited for the barman. There was this pretty girl to my right and she was smiling at me. So I took that as a clue and asked what she was having. At this point, you guys must be groaning at how naive I was. She wanted a vodka orange so I bought her that. We introduced each other and both went back to my group where I introduced her to everybody.

I felt really good about my chances here. We held a personal conversation throughout the evening. After I bought her another drink, she placed her hand on my knee and started sensually rubbing my thigh. Now, I'm not Brad Pitt or anything. I'm a normal looking guy. She was pretty damn attractive and would have been out of my league in high school back when I actually cared about that stuff. I asked her where she planned on sleeping tonight. She gave a really flirty smile and said "Oh, I don't know..." I bought her four more drinks - expensive drinks - which came to six. I was hoping she would pay for her own or buy me drinks (wouldn't that be something) but she never made any motion to want or get more drinks.

After she finished her sixth drink, she went to go have a "tinkle" and I was finishing off a beer. A friend came by and I told him I had hauled one in. I waited for twenty minutes before I got up and walked to the bar, which was adjacent to the bathrooms. I didn't find her. I walked up to the entrance to the club and there she was, talking on her phone. I tapped her on the shoulder and asked her where she'd been. The following conversation was like this:

Her: I was talking on the phone to my boyfriend. He's sick and is worried about me being out on my own.

Me: You have a boyfriend? Fuck, why didn't you tell me?

Her: What do you mean?

Me: I wouldn't have wasted time and money on you if I knew you had a boyfriend.

Her: Wow, you can't buy drinks for friends without wanting to fuck them? Fuck you.

Me: Fuck me? Fuck you, you stupid bitch.

She hit me across the cheek. I just entered into a state of shock and hit her back. The bitch just gripped her cheek and started bawling. She didn't expect me to just take it. All her girlfriends just poured around her and turned to me and started trying to hit me. One of them ran off to get a bouncer and sure enough, this big black bouncer came up to me and strongarmed me out of the club. I stood around not knowing what to do. I was too enraged to call for a taxi. I waited around for an hour. I thought about waiting by the side for her to walk out and follow her until she was away from everybody so I could teach her a lesson. Maybe get what I was owed for spending money on that whore.

I wasn't thinking clearly, but later a guy came out and he was waiting for a cab and he saw me lingering. He came up and I thought he was gonna fight me or something. But he came up and told me that he saw what happened (that she slapped me first) and he was angry too that the bouncer had thrown me out instead of her. It was like my mood changed instantly. Having a fellow man come and give me support was fucking awesome.

I caught a cab back home. The whole way home I was thinking that there must be a way to stop this from happening. Like a contract or something. A contract that says that this person has spent all this money on you under the assumption that you will reciprocate. And I thought; how would this contract be made? I figured an informal contract like a handshake would be too up for dispute. Women will just deny deny deny like they usually do. So how about something like an app, where you get the girls to press one button saying that she agrees to enter into this contract, that she will reciprocate at the end of the night should the guy want it. What do you think? Because this shit will not stand, this trickery against men. Flirting for free drinks should be treated like a freaking crime or something. At the very least, such scum should be thrown out of clubs. I was also thinking that perhaps we could get some group together to lobby club owners and associations to establish rules against this.

What do you think?