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This one was a massive punch in the gut.
Three days ago (Wednesday) I approached and number closed a sexy dancer walking down the street. She was heading to a jazz dance class. Tall, pale, brunette. It was a short but good interaction and I knew the number close was strong. I sent the icebreaker, then the next day asked for her schedule - she was free on Friday (last night) so we agreed to drinks at a bar near my house.
I arrived first in a navy shirt and white pants, and she joined me in a sexy black dress with white sneakers, with a denim jacket on top - immediately I thought she looked younger than I remembered.
I'd reserved a table and we were sitting opposite each other (me on the long bench, her on a bar stool) - I knew she was on from the get-go from the way she was looking at me and she was also resting her foot against mine right from the start.
Did the usual deep dives while also fractionating - she opened up to me easily. I found out that by complete coincidence, she was at the exact same comedy show that I'd taken a date to on Monday. What are the chances!?
We were having a hard time hearing each other so I told her she should come closer and she did, not just moving her bar stool - she straight got up to sit right next to me on the bench. We talked, joked around and found out some intimate details about each other. She had just moved from interstate out from her dads house and so this was the first time she was living out of the parents house with housemates. I shared some funny housemate experiences. I asked her a lot of questions about dance - she said it was her life. She had five hours of classes a day then would go home to practice more. And then in her spare time she would also go to more classes.
Our ages came up at some point and I asked her to guess mine - she guessed 27 and I corrected her (28) - I then found out she was 20. She seemed completely unphased. When we were discussing travel and I mentioned that I went to Europe with my mates in 2013, she would say things like "Wow, I was 13 back then, I was born in 2000". Still, it didn't seem like she was that uncomfortable with it.
We venue changed after an hour to a much smaller and quieter bar where we had a few more cocktails. I played the cube with her - her cube was massive (healthy self esteem), her ladder far away and stretching up to the heavens (big aspirations), her horse trampling all over the cube (lol, wasn't sure what to make of this one), and her storm all around her. We started talking music and when she found out I played guitar she said she wanted me to serenade her. I said "let's finish this drink and then I will". She agreed with no hesitation - by this point she was snuggling up in my lap.
After finishing the drink we grabbed some ice cream from 7/11, and walked back to mine. She was a bit tipsy at this point, dancing in the street and waving at strangers. She started giving me shit about my "highlights" and trying to bring the 90s back. I told her they weren't actually highlights and that I had fully coloured my hair to the root, but that was months ago and that's why they looked like highlights now as it was growing back out. She still gave me shit about it and then mentioned something about not even being born in the 90s.
We got home and she went to the bathroom - she came out, smiled and me and then we walked upstairs. Made out almost immediately after entering my room. I excused myself to the bathroom and then came back, attacking her. We made out and she was getting into it and smiling when I breathed in her ears and bit her neck. But she wasn't really giving anything back. I started fingering her while kissing her, then took her underwear off. While I started kissing her naval, she pulled me back up for a kiss but then suddenly, out of the blue said with a little nervous laugh:
"You're 28".
I was stunned and verbalized it "What?". But ignored it and kept kissing her. But now she was not having any of it.
"I can't do this. No." And started resisting.
I was persistent but nothing. I pulled her in close but she still resisted. "That's almost 10 years"
I had no idea how to put her mind at ease so I fumbled something out like "I used to feel the same way, only date people within a few years but I realize now how limiting that is. Attractive is attractive no matter what age you are".
It didn't work. "Sorry, but no. I'm going to leave" I pulled her in for a kiss and she kissed back before pulling back again, and then she started to put on her clothes.
"If I was 5 years older then maybe".
She then started bringing out a bunch of insults "You should also get rid of the frosted tips. And keep your horse for someone else (reference to the cube). At this point I was like WTF is going on, where is this coming from??"
As she was leaving I told her that if she was concerned about what other people would think, it could be our secret. And she said "maybe another time".
But that was it. She walked herself downstairs and out the door. She told me she'd text me when she got home. And I was left feeling like I'd just been sucker punched.
A friend of mine who was out messaged me to come out, so I did. I got a text from her an hour later - "Home x". I responded a couple hours later with "Good to know
" so I wouldn't come across as butthurt (I wasn't, just disappointed).
This one hurt. I know the chances are really really slim, but given how attracted this girl was to me, do you think there is a chance that I can handle her objections somehow, whether by leaving a voice note or otherwise? Do you even think it was the age gap or do you think something else might have been going on in her mind?
Would love to hear thoughts...
Beam
Three days ago (Wednesday) I approached and number closed a sexy dancer walking down the street. She was heading to a jazz dance class. Tall, pale, brunette. It was a short but good interaction and I knew the number close was strong. I sent the icebreaker, then the next day asked for her schedule - she was free on Friday (last night) so we agreed to drinks at a bar near my house.
I arrived first in a navy shirt and white pants, and she joined me in a sexy black dress with white sneakers, with a denim jacket on top - immediately I thought she looked younger than I remembered.
I'd reserved a table and we were sitting opposite each other (me on the long bench, her on a bar stool) - I knew she was on from the get-go from the way she was looking at me and she was also resting her foot against mine right from the start.
Did the usual deep dives while also fractionating - she opened up to me easily. I found out that by complete coincidence, she was at the exact same comedy show that I'd taken a date to on Monday. What are the chances!?
We were having a hard time hearing each other so I told her she should come closer and she did, not just moving her bar stool - she straight got up to sit right next to me on the bench. We talked, joked around and found out some intimate details about each other. She had just moved from interstate out from her dads house and so this was the first time she was living out of the parents house with housemates. I shared some funny housemate experiences. I asked her a lot of questions about dance - she said it was her life. She had five hours of classes a day then would go home to practice more. And then in her spare time she would also go to more classes.
Our ages came up at some point and I asked her to guess mine - she guessed 27 and I corrected her (28) - I then found out she was 20. She seemed completely unphased. When we were discussing travel and I mentioned that I went to Europe with my mates in 2013, she would say things like "Wow, I was 13 back then, I was born in 2000". Still, it didn't seem like she was that uncomfortable with it.
We venue changed after an hour to a much smaller and quieter bar where we had a few more cocktails. I played the cube with her - her cube was massive (healthy self esteem), her ladder far away and stretching up to the heavens (big aspirations), her horse trampling all over the cube (lol, wasn't sure what to make of this one), and her storm all around her. We started talking music and when she found out I played guitar she said she wanted me to serenade her. I said "let's finish this drink and then I will". She agreed with no hesitation - by this point she was snuggling up in my lap.
After finishing the drink we grabbed some ice cream from 7/11, and walked back to mine. She was a bit tipsy at this point, dancing in the street and waving at strangers. She started giving me shit about my "highlights" and trying to bring the 90s back. I told her they weren't actually highlights and that I had fully coloured my hair to the root, but that was months ago and that's why they looked like highlights now as it was growing back out. She still gave me shit about it and then mentioned something about not even being born in the 90s.
We got home and she went to the bathroom - she came out, smiled and me and then we walked upstairs. Made out almost immediately after entering my room. I excused myself to the bathroom and then came back, attacking her. We made out and she was getting into it and smiling when I breathed in her ears and bit her neck. But she wasn't really giving anything back. I started fingering her while kissing her, then took her underwear off. While I started kissing her naval, she pulled me back up for a kiss but then suddenly, out of the blue said with a little nervous laugh:
"You're 28".
I was stunned and verbalized it "What?". But ignored it and kept kissing her. But now she was not having any of it.
"I can't do this. No." And started resisting.
I was persistent but nothing. I pulled her in close but she still resisted. "That's almost 10 years"
I had no idea how to put her mind at ease so I fumbled something out like "I used to feel the same way, only date people within a few years but I realize now how limiting that is. Attractive is attractive no matter what age you are".
It didn't work. "Sorry, but no. I'm going to leave" I pulled her in for a kiss and she kissed back before pulling back again, and then she started to put on her clothes.
"If I was 5 years older then maybe".
She then started bringing out a bunch of insults "You should also get rid of the frosted tips. And keep your horse for someone else (reference to the cube). At this point I was like WTF is going on, where is this coming from??"
As she was leaving I told her that if she was concerned about what other people would think, it could be our secret. And she said "maybe another time".
But that was it. She walked herself downstairs and out the door. She told me she'd text me when she got home. And I was left feeling like I'd just been sucker punched.
A friend of mine who was out messaged me to come out, so I did. I got a text from her an hour later - "Home x". I responded a couple hours later with "Good to know
This one hurt. I know the chances are really really slim, but given how attracted this girl was to me, do you think there is a chance that I can handle her objections somehow, whether by leaving a voice note or otherwise? Do you even think it was the age gap or do you think something else might have been going on in her mind?
Would love to hear thoughts...
Beam