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Met this girl over the weekend in the tube leading onto an airplane. Call her Maria. Nice initial interaction. I could tell she was interested and quickly got her digits as we were in the aisle in the airplane. I missed an opportunity to sit next to each other because there were two empty seats ahead of where either of us were. However, I actually think it's for the better, because I don't think I could have gotten much touch in and the convo could have turned platonic fast.
She was very chatty on Whatsup, but I limited my interactions. Met up with her yesterday. We meet in the square and she's dressed up in heels, looking sexy. First, we go for a walk of a local sight, about which I know some history. Right away, there was a little bit of tension as I look into her eyes and tell her some history tidbits. Vibe is good. We walk to another place that is unfortunately locked. But nobody is around. We linger there for a little bit, then as we start on our way, I slowly go in for a kiss. She pullls back and I abort, although not before her telling that she's not comfortable yet. I say, "No worries" and continue on our way. We keep walking around and I like talking with her - she's very insecure about her English cause arrived recently in the US. Her personality comes out a bit, she has a cute laugh, which I enjoy.
We go to a bar I've scoped out before - perfect setting as there are not many people and get a rounded booth. She initially sits a full two people away from me. I tell her not to be so American, put my arm over her shoulder and slide her closer. Balance in the chat is about 60% her, which is fine by me. It's fun talking with her and the conversation flows naturally. For a while I have my hand above her waist, touching her lower back. The convo is light and I tease her ocassionally, which she seems to enjoy. Also, occassionally take her hand, and sometimes caress her thigh. She's fine with that. Don't remember at which point, go for the kiss again. Quite a nice sensual moment. Tell her her lips are tender, a word which she did not know. We continue chatting and she asks me casually a bit why I kissed her:
Vibe was that she was not ready to be pulled. I asked how she felt about a live music venue, and she was interested. I decided to just pay for the drinks because it was easier not making a deal out of it. In the Uber she sitting very close to me, conversation is light and we make out a little bit more.
The live music venue we get to is pretty crowded, which isn't bad - makes us be in each other' space. As we're talking ear to ear, her body is pressed up against mine and also she is standing on her tippy-toes, cause I'm a foot taller than her.
As I go in for another kiss, she tells me:
Don't remember exactly how she responded, but it seemed a genuine statement.
Good sign of investment. The seat next to us frees up. I sit and lead her to stand between my legs. Her nice ass is pressed up against me and we continue chatting. I caress her thighs. Two seats free up and we move to those. The band is taking a break and I want to hear another tune, even though the energy of our convo is decreasing. We're now sitting in a corner and make out again, with her giving tounge and bringing out that latin feistiness.
This this might have contributed to the vibe, since she wasn't able to relax and be herself as much. The running theme was that she felt like a kid, and she told me that in her country, she's actually smart, witty, funny and sarcastic.
I call an Uber, and right about then she tells me that she's feeling tired and has class tomorrow. In the Uber, energy is a little bit low, but she is investing in the convo. I'm thinking about the logistics. Her house is further away, so I call the Uber to my place. When we arrive, I ask her to step outside the car for a second.
I kiss her on the lips and go. As I'm coming up my stairs the driver yells to me:
This seemed like BS - this woman is a young prof in her country, why wouldn't she hook up the Uber app. I know uber works anywhere and credit cards are usually not a problem. That's what I thought to myself. I come down to the car and ask the driver if he can take cash. He refuses. At this point, she gets fed up, gets out of the car says forget it and walks off into the night.
I wasn't gonna chase her - read the domain name of this site. Although I must admit that it did cross my mind - I was on this nice guy / asshole precipice. Went inside the house and sent her a text:
How do you like the blanket generalizations about the chastity and innocence of all women from her country and the valour of all the men? Anyways, she made the effort to send the texts, so I suppose that's a good sign. It seems that it doesn't matter what I would have done because she really didn't reciprocate with the touch. I supposed sex talk was lacking in our convo....
At least she knows I have a dick and am not some lame orbiter. I actually did like talking with her so "I don't like talk with you" is a bit surprising (reaction-seeking, perhaps?). Feedback and advice welcome.
She was very chatty on Whatsup, but I limited my interactions. Met up with her yesterday. We meet in the square and she's dressed up in heels, looking sexy. First, we go for a walk of a local sight, about which I know some history. Right away, there was a little bit of tension as I look into her eyes and tell her some history tidbits. Vibe is good. We walk to another place that is unfortunately locked. But nobody is around. We linger there for a little bit, then as we start on our way, I slowly go in for a kiss. She pullls back and I abort, although not before her telling that she's not comfortable yet. I say, "No worries" and continue on our way. We keep walking around and I like talking with her - she's very insecure about her English cause arrived recently in the US. Her personality comes out a bit, she has a cute laugh, which I enjoy.
We go to a bar I've scoped out before - perfect setting as there are not many people and get a rounded booth. She initially sits a full two people away from me. I tell her not to be so American, put my arm over her shoulder and slide her closer. Balance in the chat is about 60% her, which is fine by me. It's fun talking with her and the conversation flows naturally. For a while I have my hand above her waist, touching her lower back. The convo is light and I tease her ocassionally, which she seems to enjoy. Also, occassionally take her hand, and sometimes caress her thigh. She's fine with that. Don't remember at which point, go for the kiss again. Quite a nice sensual moment. Tell her her lips are tender, a word which she did not know. We continue chatting and she asks me casually a bit why I kissed her:
Vibe was that she was not ready to be pulled. I asked how she felt about a live music venue, and she was interested. I decided to just pay for the drinks because it was easier not making a deal out of it. In the Uber she sitting very close to me, conversation is light and we make out a little bit more.
The live music venue we get to is pretty crowded, which isn't bad - makes us be in each other' space. As we're talking ear to ear, her body is pressed up against mine and also she is standing on her tippy-toes, cause I'm a foot taller than her.
As I go in for another kiss, she tells me:
Don't remember exactly how she responded, but it seemed a genuine statement.
Good sign of investment. The seat next to us frees up. I sit and lead her to stand between my legs. Her nice ass is pressed up against me and we continue chatting. I caress her thighs. Two seats free up and we move to those. The band is taking a break and I want to hear another tune, even though the energy of our convo is decreasing. We're now sitting in a corner and make out again, with her giving tounge and bringing out that latin feistiness.
This this might have contributed to the vibe, since she wasn't able to relax and be herself as much. The running theme was that she felt like a kid, and she told me that in her country, she's actually smart, witty, funny and sarcastic.
I call an Uber, and right about then she tells me that she's feeling tired and has class tomorrow. In the Uber, energy is a little bit low, but she is investing in the convo. I'm thinking about the logistics. Her house is further away, so I call the Uber to my place. When we arrive, I ask her to step outside the car for a second.
I kiss her on the lips and go. As I'm coming up my stairs the driver yells to me:
This seemed like BS - this woman is a young prof in her country, why wouldn't she hook up the Uber app. I know uber works anywhere and credit cards are usually not a problem. That's what I thought to myself. I come down to the car and ask the driver if he can take cash. He refuses. At this point, she gets fed up, gets out of the car says forget it and walks off into the night.
I wasn't gonna chase her - read the domain name of this site. Although I must admit that it did cross my mind - I was on this nice guy / asshole precipice. Went inside the house and sent her a text:
How do you like the blanket generalizations about the chastity and innocence of all women from her country and the valour of all the men? Anyways, she made the effort to send the texts, so I suppose that's a good sign. It seems that it doesn't matter what I would have done because she really didn't reciprocate with the touch. I supposed sex talk was lacking in our convo....
At least she knows I have a dick and am not some lame orbiter. I actually did like talking with her so "I don't like talk with you" is a bit surprising (reaction-seeking, perhaps?). Feedback and advice welcome.
