Women Are Illogical

Queen I need your help,

PART I. - Went to a wedding - met a girl (23yrs) at the reception dinner. Girl's date(23yrs) shows up to dinner 1.5 hrs late. When girl leaves table, date says he parties 6 nights a week without her. When guy leaves table she says her and date broke up after 2 years and are not even facebook friends. Girl, date, myself and a female family member go to various bars after wedding dinner in my vehicle. Girl dances with me all night, makes sexual comments, grabs my crotch, wears my blazer jacket, piggy backs me around bar. Leaves at end of night with date.

PART II - Girl adds my female family member to facebook next day and asks what her and I are doing that night because we are so much fun. Family member says staying home. Girl asks family member for my phone number. Girl invites me out to bar. I show up and girl brought date. Date talks to me all night like we're best friends. I leave and delete Girl's number from cell phone.

PART III - Girl blows up my phone every second day with texts and invites to go out. When confronted about the clearly unfinished business with her "date" and accusation of her being in a relationship, she does not deny it and says I can stop talking to her at anytime if I feel awkward about the situation. So I said "ok".

I continue to get texts, invites and "guilt" messages that "YOU NEVER WANT TO PARTY WITH ME!". I continue to mention - "YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND!" .
This has not seemed to resolve the issue.

WHAT THE F$%# IS GOING ON? I told her there is no way I will even look at her as long as she has a bf, I told her I will not go out to party, I will not pick her up, I am not interested. Yet she persists.

Please explain if I'm just being used a tool to make the bf jealous, or if I'm being used in some other capacity or generally what the f&%@ is going on because I'm lost.

Thanks Queen.......

Oblivious of a Cougar On The Prowl

So over my two weeks off, me and the man had a wedding to go to.  Praise the lord that one of his friends finally tied the knot, and gave us both an excuse to go get some much needed nice clothes and pictures of everyone all dolled up.  What I did not know is that since the wife to be hates all of her husbands friends and family, that we would be seated all together in the back (woo woo table 7).  So of course there were mostly familiar faces, but there were also the cast aways, the lepers, and the cougars at our table.

After a long night of eating and drinking, we were all at the social stage of the event when my hubby starts talking to this older blonde gal.  After a little bit of listening in, I discover it is a friend of ours mom, and they all used to drink at her house when she was out of town.  After a few laughs I thought surely this conversation was drawing to a close, but boy I was wrong.  Forty five minutes later and a few sly glares across the table, I got up and went for a smoke... by myself.

He came down a few minutes later like all WTF, why didn't you invite me blah blah blah, looking like a deer just escaped from a light factory and I am like well you were too busy chatting it up with that cougar.  He replies cougar, she not a cougar she like 50.  Well duh, lets take a second to define a cougar, better yet lets just have the East Coast Beach Wife do it for us.  So you see, she was definitely a cougar!

The woman would not leave him alone.  She follows him down and comes out for a smoke like two seconds after him, just enough time for him to know that I am obviously choked.  However, it kept going, until I started glaring at her a few times.  Then she moved on... to a friend of ours!

We are all back at the table and she is chatting up our friend.  We go out for yet another smoke (yeah I know I smoke too much when I drink) and my man goes, can you go save him, she wont leave him alone.

Ohhhhh who ever could you mean?  I thought you said that she was not a cougar, and just chatting friendly with everyone.  Yeah everyone with balls!  So I do the good deed and go ask him to join us outside.  We get out to the hallway and he goes, thank you so much-you saved my life.  Hahahahha well cougars do kill their prey I guess.  So now it is on.  Mr. Clueless bold faced lied that he did not think she was hitting on him, when clearly she was.  I can only imagine if the roles were reversed and some old Magnum PI looking guy came over and chatted me up...  what do you call a man cougar?  A Lion.... anyways I am sure there would have been blood!