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Greg was not the kind of guy I usually date. He was older, mature, and sophisticated. I told myself he was special and "the one." I moved in with him after a few months and then I found out just how "special" he was. He came home from work demanding I clean up the house until it was spotless. Then he told me to mow the lawns, make him meals, and wait on him whenever he demanded something. Oh, and I wasn't supposed to talk unless he asked me a question. Special, right? I told him just how special I felt about it all and walked out. Now I date guys who are very non-special! -- Elaine, 22