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I was at the gym from about 7:00pm until 9:00pm last night - Friday. Massive snowstorm due the next day - today. At 9 I was heading back from the city to where I live. There are two blocks from the gym to the subway line that takes me home - only a ten minute ride. I'm wearing my tan trenchcoat - been getting a lot of good vibes from women with this one on - and one block into my the walk, there she was. A girl, tan skinned but with strong Asian features, wearing a tan coat that looks virtually the same as mine, in tall purple heels and had strong blond highlights. It was a great setup - we looked virtually identical with our coats. I paused on the street and looked on my phone for a few seconds as I saw her walk into a nearby building, then back out and pause on the street looking at her phone.
I went up next to her, an 8:00 approach, and preopened on her arm and complimented her on her coat when she looked at me. She laughed and asked what I'm doing. I was just passing by and noticed we look virtually alike. I ask what she's doing - just got out of a holiday party and is now going home, but she can't reach her friend.
I think she gave some minor resistance a few times again, but she starts following me. I start deep diving her as we're walking and also touching her behind her back, over her coat, but she has to go to the bathroom badly. So I find a coffee shop a few feet away, almost closed, and we go in while she uses the bathroom real quick.
When she comes out, she starts complaining a bit how her friend left her at the party, and now can't reach her. She looks in her purse for her wallet - thinks she left it with her friend - but finds it. Throughout this time she keeps asking me my name and where I'm going. We clarify our names. I finally reveal that I was on my way home and I know a great place with good drinks and chill music, she should come with me. She resists and says she's going home, but we start walking out the door towards that subway anyway.
I'm now having my hand behind her back as I deep dive about what she does - she works at a hospital behind the nurses' counter, and has been in the city for a while since moving from Nepal. I share that I'm a designer that works nearby. At some point I let go of my arm around her waist, and then suddenly she actually grabs my hand like we're a couple and continues to walk.
Now, the subway stop, which was 2 minutes away, has both her line AND my line, but on different sides of the street. First she tries to go into her side, but I pull her to cross the street instead - she's totally confused as to where we're going. I tell her we're going to grab drinks and get to know each other, but the moment she sees I'm heading into the subway that says "Downtown," the opposite direction from her, she pulls away from me and walks towards the nearest building. I took this chance to go back to her and peck her on the lips - she didn't resist and kisses me passionately for a few seconds.
Anyway, this wasn't working - I kissed her a few times, and she was still holding me hand (again), and we stalled now on the other side of the street. She wants to go home, I want to bring her to my area, but she isn't leaving me. There was a Starbucks right behind us, so I suggested we go grab coffee there instead and she complied.
When we get in, she starts making some demands as to what she wants at Starbucks, like I'm going to pay for her. I know how to read this now (Thank God), so I instead order a cup of water while she gets a latte and some brownies. She's still semi-playing with her phone, and she's still asking me what my name is and where I'm from. But after making her order she's paused like I'm supposed to pay. There was an awkward silence as she figured out I got water and I'm not paying for her, so she pulled out her card, and asks for my phone number so that we can go out sometime. I pull mine out instead and have her put hers in my phone, and she immediately calls me. So now we have each other's numbers.
Now we find a seat, facing each other, and immediately she starts playing with her phone paying almost no attention to me. I go grab at it.
I also fed her part of the brownie she bought, and ate some myself. Sultry lips.
For the next thirty minutes or so I'm running this like an ordinary date - lots of deep diving and some light humor. She was very, very inquisitive as to where I'm from, and I kept her guessing on the topic off and on (playing hard to get) for a solid 20 minutes before revealing I'm Pakistani and Danish, and where I work. She showed me her art and some pictures of her passions. She's Nepalese but we can speak Hindi together, which we did for a while and talked about film, movies, and really connected on travel - her eyes totally lit up when talking about this, and her last trip to Puerto Rico which she was just at.
I had my hands interlocked with hers for most of this phase, and we were both leaning into each other about six inches apart with intense eye contact for most of the date. Couple of pecks on the lips. I was also rubbing her knee with my other hand.
At some point she also took off her coat and high heels, put on boots and a shirt that was in her purse. Pretty sexy girl, nice boobs and just slightly thick around the waist.
Throughout the date I would intersperse suggestions about getting out of here - either to her or my area. I found out she lives alone, and told her I'm hungry and we should grab food there. But evidently she has to meet her sister tomorrow in that area.
Conversations like this happened every now and then.
Towards the end of thirty minutes she had about finished and I try to pull her one last time, but again she did not comply, saying "noooo I barely know you, you're a stranger. And I have to go home." We left Starbucks, holding hands.
She grabs me by the hand and leads me into the subway, and even though this is a different subway line from mine I get in. She's now leading me into the wrong platform, and I'm still trying to figure out a way to lead her into my side. She's adamantly refusing - keeps saying "I have to go home, I have to go home..." and also tells me that she has a roommate, while laughing. Not sure if she was being serious or not.
She says "don't worry, I like you, we'll see each other next weekend. I have Friday and Monday off."
What to do, what to do...
We find our way to the platform for her train.
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I had two options here:
- Get in the subway with her, stick with her in the subway, which is a solid 40 minutes long ride in the wrong direction from my house, attempt to continue the sexual momentum on the ride, and hope to pull her right into her apartment when we got off at her stop despite her resistance. On the flipside, if I fail and can't do it for any reason and she leaves me on the street, it would take me probably 1.5 hours to get back home in the middle of the night, with the slower trains and waits.
- Stop here - the logistics are bad. She has my number, I have hers, try to set up another meet and go for it a second time, but then I'm killing the build up and I'd have to start over again. Definitely risking never seeing her again, despite her saying she's free next weekend.
I chose the latter. Was this the right choice? In retrospect, this looks like absolutely the wrong choice.
----
She still wants me to wait for the train to come, but I was made up on leaving and going home. So I escalated one last time, one very sensual, five second long kiss that she matched, and I pulled away first - leaving her hanging. And then I left, and walked away without looking back, getting home about a half hour later.
I got home at 10:30 and texted her about one and a half hours after parting ways:
Could be auto-rejection.
I went up next to her, an 8:00 approach, and preopened on her arm and complimented her on her coat when she looked at me. She laughed and asked what I'm doing. I was just passing by and noticed we look virtually alike. I ask what she's doing - just got out of a holiday party and is now going home, but she can't reach her friend.
She's a little bit tipsy. I could tell immediately.
There was a short pause.
I think she gave some minor resistance a few times again, but she starts following me. I start deep diving her as we're walking and also touching her behind her back, over her coat, but she has to go to the bathroom badly. So I find a coffee shop a few feet away, almost closed, and we go in while she uses the bathroom real quick.
When she comes out, she starts complaining a bit how her friend left her at the party, and now can't reach her. She looks in her purse for her wallet - thinks she left it with her friend - but finds it. Throughout this time she keeps asking me my name and where I'm going. We clarify our names. I finally reveal that I was on my way home and I know a great place with good drinks and chill music, she should come with me. She resists and says she's going home, but we start walking out the door towards that subway anyway.
I'm now having my hand behind her back as I deep dive about what she does - she works at a hospital behind the nurses' counter, and has been in the city for a while since moving from Nepal. I share that I'm a designer that works nearby. At some point I let go of my arm around her waist, and then suddenly she actually grabs my hand like we're a couple and continues to walk.
Now, the subway stop, which was 2 minutes away, has both her line AND my line, but on different sides of the street. First she tries to go into her side, but I pull her to cross the street instead - she's totally confused as to where we're going. I tell her we're going to grab drinks and get to know each other, but the moment she sees I'm heading into the subway that says "Downtown," the opposite direction from her, she pulls away from me and walks towards the nearest building. I took this chance to go back to her and peck her on the lips - she didn't resist and kisses me passionately for a few seconds.
Anyway, this wasn't working - I kissed her a few times, and she was still holding me hand (again), and we stalled now on the other side of the street. She wants to go home, I want to bring her to my area, but she isn't leaving me. There was a Starbucks right behind us, so I suggested we go grab coffee there instead and she complied.
When we get in, she starts making some demands as to what she wants at Starbucks, like I'm going to pay for her. I know how to read this now (Thank God), so I instead order a cup of water while she gets a latte and some brownies. She's still semi-playing with her phone, and she's still asking me what my name is and where I'm from. But after making her order she's paused like I'm supposed to pay. There was an awkward silence as she figured out I got water and I'm not paying for her, so she pulled out her card, and asks for my phone number so that we can go out sometime. I pull mine out instead and have her put hers in my phone, and she immediately calls me. So now we have each other's numbers.
Now we find a seat, facing each other, and immediately she starts playing with her phone paying almost no attention to me. I go grab at it.
I also fed her part of the brownie she bought, and ate some myself. Sultry lips.
For the next thirty minutes or so I'm running this like an ordinary date - lots of deep diving and some light humor. She was very, very inquisitive as to where I'm from, and I kept her guessing on the topic off and on (playing hard to get) for a solid 20 minutes before revealing I'm Pakistani and Danish, and where I work. She showed me her art and some pictures of her passions. She's Nepalese but we can speak Hindi together, which we did for a while and talked about film, movies, and really connected on travel - her eyes totally lit up when talking about this, and her last trip to Puerto Rico which she was just at.
I had my hands interlocked with hers for most of this phase, and we were both leaning into each other about six inches apart with intense eye contact for most of the date. Couple of pecks on the lips. I was also rubbing her knee with my other hand.
At some point she also took off her coat and high heels, put on boots and a shirt that was in her purse. Pretty sexy girl, nice boobs and just slightly thick around the waist.
Throughout the date I would intersperse suggestions about getting out of here - either to her or my area. I found out she lives alone, and told her I'm hungry and we should grab food there. But evidently she has to meet her sister tomorrow in that area.
Conversations like this happened every now and then.
Towards the end of thirty minutes she had about finished and I try to pull her one last time, but again she did not comply, saying "noooo I barely know you, you're a stranger. And I have to go home." We left Starbucks, holding hands.
She grabs me by the hand and leads me into the subway, and even though this is a different subway line from mine I get in. She's now leading me into the wrong platform, and I'm still trying to figure out a way to lead her into my side. She's adamantly refusing - keeps saying "I have to go home, I have to go home..." and also tells me that she has a roommate, while laughing. Not sure if she was being serious or not.
She says "don't worry, I like you, we'll see each other next weekend. I have Friday and Monday off."
What to do, what to do...
We find our way to the platform for her train.
----
I had two options here:
- Get in the subway with her, stick with her in the subway, which is a solid 40 minutes long ride in the wrong direction from my house, attempt to continue the sexual momentum on the ride, and hope to pull her right into her apartment when we got off at her stop despite her resistance. On the flipside, if I fail and can't do it for any reason and she leaves me on the street, it would take me probably 1.5 hours to get back home in the middle of the night, with the slower trains and waits.
- Stop here - the logistics are bad. She has my number, I have hers, try to set up another meet and go for it a second time, but then I'm killing the build up and I'd have to start over again. Definitely risking never seeing her again, despite her saying she's free next weekend.
I chose the latter. Was this the right choice? In retrospect, this looks like absolutely the wrong choice.
----
She still wants me to wait for the train to come, but I was made up on leaving and going home. So I escalated one last time, one very sensual, five second long kiss that she matched, and I pulled away first - leaving her hanging. And then I left, and walked away without looking back, getting home about a half hour later.
I got home at 10:30 and texted her about one and a half hours after parting ways:
ME: J***** - hey! Enjoyed coffee with you tonight and your hummingbird sketch, Ms. Traveler. -GP
HER: Ok <hmm, very dry response>
ME: Home and cozy?
HER: Yes
HER: How about you
ME: My bird is happy, haha.
ME: Beautiful snow, you can probably see it too.
Could be auto-rejection.
