Okay, here it goes....on vacation, met a resort worker, blah blah blah. Anyway, I went back to spend a week with him in the DR. And yes, I sent him money and was scammed with all of that (hind sight is 20/20). We had a great week, we visited many places in the DR. met his brother, and some of his friends. Returned to the US, talked to him on the phone (he speaks little English, I learned some Spanish), and kept sending money when he needed it. I just returned from visiting him for the second time. Met more of his friends, his other brother, and this time his daughter (who was a real sweety). I'm not sure what I was thinking about as far as what kind of relationship I wanted from him, but I was taking things slow and would have considered moving to the DR. He had a great personality, always happy, alot of good friends (who by the way told me he was a good man) and we had a good time together. The last couple of days with him I felt uneasy, like he was giving me the cold shoulder. I even ended up in tears the last night with him because of his strange behavior. Didn't try to figure it out then, I just thought maybe it wasn't working for him...the language barrier, the long distance relationship and I am 6 years older (note: attractive and fit woman). I didn't learn the real reason for his behavior until I returned home and checked my bank account. I saw several transactions that were not made by myself. I allowed him to hold the credit cards because I thought I could trust him. There were several ATM withdraws totalling almost $600! This outgoing, sweet, honest, good-hearted family man turned out to be nothing but a thief! And by the way, I have no problem with giving money or gifts to someone I loved. It's just too bad the really good people are the ones who always get hurt. All I ask to David Mateo Cruz is WHY?? I gave and gave (including my heart)... you had to take more? If it wasn't working for you so be it but did you have to shame yourself and your family and turn into a thief? I wanted to post this story just to try to prevent another broken heart (and bank account). I love the Dominican Republic and believe most Dominicans are good. I just hope my next experience with a Dominican man is a good one.