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Hey guys, here's another Tinder date I had on Thursday. It took place in the city, about an hours commute from my area, I went for an unconventional escalation, got some heavy making out from it, but no lay. Deconstruct and critique at will 
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Intro:
So the Saturday I’m flicking through tinder and end up matching with this girl.
Creative type, the Tinder convo goes fairly well. I asked her out to coffee and sent her my digits.
Here’s the texting that ensued:
On Tuesday I search Yelp for suitable cafes in the city. I find a few, and head downtown the following Wednesday to feel them out in person, looking for potential escalation spots nearby.
I find one that seems suitable, very cosy and quiet, perfect for casual conversation and chilling. One particular thing about it was the fact that it was in a very interesting building. The building is an old warehouse, absolutely huge with five levels, converted into galleries, artist studios and offices. It occurred to me on the way back home that this might be an ideal location for a public escalation. I take note and resolve to scout it out before the date, Thursday.
Day of the Date (Thursday)
I send her a message the morning of:
…and then head downtown two hours before the date is scheduled to scour the converted warehouse building for seduction spots.
The building is huge. I check the four upper floors. Great for an adventure, lots of scenery, cool galleries and exhibitions, and quirky architecture. Seduction wise though these floors weren’t as promising as expected. There was a lack of truly private spots, a little too much noise and movement and you’d be easily discovered by one of the many workers on their walks two and from their offices. I searched the washrooms too but these were small, with one stall and a single urinal and used often. It was too risky to scope out the female washroom.
I got a little flustered given the lack of spots till I headed to the basement level. Here parts of the building were under renovation and I found many alcoves in low traffic areas that could do as a seduction location. I even found a utility cupboard beneath a stairwell that could possibly work.
Satisfied with my discovery I spent the last half hour before the date looking at art in some of the galleries, and then left the building to walk around the block, so as to be 5-10 minutes late as I like to be for dates.
She text’s me of her arrival..
Coffee Date.
I get to the cafe about 5 minutes late. I can't find her in the place at first, but then she approaches me with a warm smile on her face and excited tone to her voice.
We hug and she walks over to a very shitty seating location (it's a big table with two seats at it, smack dab in the middle of the cafe and fully exposed. Wonderful arrangement for a primary school class maybe, terrible for a date).
I suggest an arrangement in a corner by the window, two chairs opposite each other.
I prefer side-by-side seating on comfy chairs, but the sofa was taken so it'd have to do.
She’s bought me a white hot chocolate. Bless her.
We engage in small talk, I figure out she likes travel.
She's adventurous and a bit of a free spirit. She's from a small town up north, moved to the city alone for school.
I figure out her logistics and likewise she figures out mine and gawks at how far I live (45 mins from the city but perception of most in the city feel its alot further).
I let her know that I work in the city and spend most of my time there. (She lives within the city, about 30 minutes away by city transit).
A creative type like myself. She also hangs out with alot of rappers and musicians. She doesn't really plan ahead.
And is a frequent traveller. Iceland, Trinidad, New Orleans, all over. I deep dive her for a while on her travels and what they were like.
Very interesting chick.
She mentions she really likes school. I laugh and tell her that's where we defer.
I ask her what she likes about Toronto and she mentions how she loves the diversity and how she loves being able to hear all sorts of different languages in one place.
I mention that some would see that as a problem.
She laughs and says that she knows.
Asks me where I've travelled and what I want to do.
I say to travel more and figure out how to make money and art at the same time, and that I don't want to settle down anytime soon.
She agrees.
She asks if I will stay in Canada and I say no, that I'm planning to go back to England soon. She asks if I'll stay there and I say probably not.
She asks if it's because I don't like it and I say no it's just that there's a whole world out there to discover.
She agrees with me here again.
She asks about what I do, I say I'm a web developer for the time being.
She's hella surprised at this for some reason. And that I work with a dude in helping him build an app.
She presses for more info on this but I’m vague about it.
I finish my drink. She offers to buy me another one, I accept.
There's a tad more small talk but I feel the ratio is off. I get an urge to bounce so i deep dive a little more, finish my drink and suggest we go explore.
She says eagerly yes please!
And we're off.
The Adventure.
We step out of the cafe and she says, "lead the way!" as we enter the converted warehouse building.
I compliment her style. She's flattered and returns the compliment.
She asks me about the space and is captivated by the architecture - bare brick, exposed wood beams and metal supports.
We walk around the space and she becomes distracted by a quirky instrument shop with all sorts of musical instruments from cultures across the globe.
We enter the shop and she is in her element. She's off doing her thing and I occupy myself.
Eventually we leave, and continue walking.
My goal is to escalate, so I enter a gallery space with pieces on the wall beside another space that has an installation set up made of hundreds of gates stacked up like dominoes.
I made a mental note of it earlier as a place prime for escalation.
The gates fill most of the space creating an out of site, secluded spot along the back wall perfect for escalation.
I lead her behind the giant gates, grab her and pull her in for the kiss. No need to manhandle, she's all in and kissing me deeply.
I break it off and we keep it moving.
I take her up to the fourth floor, and her little creative self can't help but pull out her camera.
She photographs the hallways and such as I mill about keeping an eye out for nooks and crannies that can serve as an escalation spot.
Camerawoman asks me to model for her and I tell her sure why not.
She snaps me as I walk around and eventually I get bored of the pictures and remove the camera from her face and kiss her.
It's time to move on.
Escalation
I take her to the basement where I checked previously and found several suitable spots.
She asks if I've been down to the basement before and I say no. A lie, I'd scouted the place out previously. Though it may have been obvious I chose not to acknowledge this.
I take her to a secluded spot I’d seen earlier.
It’s an alcove at the end of a hallway, off to the side, with a few stairs leading down to some utility doors. Didn't seem like it had much traffic so it'd have to do. It was certainly out of sight.
I escalate to making out, kissing her neck and caressing her body. She's enjoying it and reciprocating.
We alternate between making out and flirty chat.
She's unloading the compliments.
She observes every part of me, and compliments as she goes.
She grabs my hands and tells me she likes them.
Sucks on my lips – she likes those too.
She stares into my eyes and tells me I have nice eyes. She's cute.
She uses her fingers to trace the contours of my chest, collarbones, abs, legs, and ass. She's prodding my body, inspecting me. She runs her fingers along my Adam’s apple. She's taking me in.
This girl is different but I like her, it almost feels like I'm being worshipped.
She makes out with my ears, and chews on my earrings. Kisses my neck. Traces the contours of my body with her fingers.
At one point she tells me I'm very pretty.
Like the girl in my previous FR she is very apologetic for the things she says, this pretty statement being one of them - she thought my masculinity would be offended. I assured her otherwise.
I get her to rub my dick through my jeans and I rub her pussy from the outside. I squeeze her ass inside her pants - it’s nice and fat.
Getting to the front is trickier.
She's got on a lot of layers including long johns and when I go for it she says lets calm down. She says this a few times but doesn't go anywhere, so I just cool for a little bit before getting back to giving her what she wants.
She gets spooked a few times when she hears traffic in the adjacent hallways, but nobody comes to disturb us as I predicted and she settles down.
At one point I casually suggest she skip her next class but she declines saying she loves her class "colonial studies" or something along those lines. I tell her she's such a hippy and she giggles.
I joke about how I just want to take her home with me, I'm not serious but she takes it serious and says “no…blah blah blah”. I laugh and say no I couldn't take you all that way blah blah. I sift her schedule and she says she's really busy, telling me a list of shit she's up to.
She then initiates a make out with me while we sit on the stairs.
She probes what I'm up to for the day.
I'm vague and mention several things, particularly the fact that I’m off to an experimental music producer’s event later.
We move back to standing up, my back against the wall as before.
I have her stroke my dick, loose my buckle hoping she'll take the hint and grab my dick but she does my belt back up and says to save some for later.
She checks her phone and says she's got to go back to school soon. I say someone's going to school happy and she says yeah and someone's spending the day frustrated. I say nah, I've got patience and she looks slightly disappointed for some reason. After a while I say, “alright go back to school” and give her a slap on the ass.
She gets dressed up and we head out.
I grab her in the elevator and make out with her.
Outside we talk and walk for a bit. She asks what time I'm off to my meetup. I say 6 (3hrs to kill).
She asks what I'm going to do between now and then and I say I’ll probably go exploring. She suggests some places I should check out, but I was zoned out and didn't really lock on to what she was saying.
She starts asking if I'm part of the artist community downtown. I say yeah I know visual artists through art school but I’m not yet connected with the music/rap community downtown.
We talk about housing downtown and where she used to live, I go deeper and she tells me about her housing arrangement, roommates and why she moved out. She also tells me about cheaper areas that I could move to downtown.
There are some awkward silences but I don't break them.
She's supposed to be catching the streetcar but keeps walking with me. I point out a streetcar and she says nah and let's it pass.
I get the feeling she's trying to keep spending time with me. There’s more silence and she fiddles with her phone. It feels awkward but again I won't break it.
At a crossing she says “well I've got to cross here”, asks which way I'm headed and I point on down the road.
She initiated a hug. I get the feeling she wants to kiss but I don't, the road’s busy and I don't do PDA. I hold on to her hands and tell her I want to see her again and that she should text me, non-needily. She says for sure with hesitance/a lack of confidence in her voice, and looks into my eyes then I let her go and turn down a side street.
The Followup
I waited three days till the Sunday before messaging her back for a second date. I hate second dates, but gauging that she might be interested, tried for one anyway, my intent being to go for the lay.
Here's how the texting went down:
The weekend she referred to is this current one. I'm going to chalk this one up as dead in the water due to poor logistics.
I doubt she'll get back to me but we shall see, I've been surprised in the past by tinder dates that reached escalation but failed to reach a lay, where the girl texted me back a week to two weeks later. Mind you the one girl that did hit me up, hadn't heard from me since the date as i never did followup back then.
In Retrospect...
I should have escalated to fuck somewhere even more private.
Upon refelection it seems she wanted to keep hanging out with me when we were leaving, she even called ahead to one of her classmates to notify her prof of her lateness.
I'm thinking now that I should have just pulled her to a handicap washroom at my old uni which we passed upon leaving the gallery, and pushed for the lay in there.
I'm really realizing the importance of good logistics. I'm adapting for now though and aim to move out for the summer.
Any ideas of how I can get back to girls places or just fuck them in public?
Thoughts, criticisms, critiques, comments - fire away!
Respect,
Topcat
.Intro:
So the Saturday I’m flicking through tinder and end up matching with this girl.
Creative type, the Tinder convo goes fairly well. I asked her out to coffee and sent her my digits.
Here’s the texting that ensued:
Text Convo - Saturday:
Her: Hey, it's Kavita
Me: Hey Kavita
Her: Perfect, will do
Sunday
Her: Hey! So, I deleted tinder, and I'm not sure if it says anything weird like I unmatched you, so just don't take it badly if it did. Anyways, have a good day
Me: Hey it's all good Kavita
Monday
Her: Hey Topcat! I believe I'll be free for either Wednesday or Thursday, if you're still up for it. I have class both days in the morning/ afternoon but lots of free time, so up to you!
Me: Hey
Her: I have class from 8-10am, then from 3-6pm. So anytime other than those 5 hours lol
Me: Alright dope. So let's do coffee for 1 Thurs. I'll be around the DT core that day - how's downtown for you?
Her: Perfect for me.
Me: Awesome
Her: Sleep well, Topcat.
On Tuesday I search Yelp for suitable cafes in the city. I find a few, and head downtown the following Wednesday to feel them out in person, looking for potential escalation spots nearby.
I find one that seems suitable, very cosy and quiet, perfect for casual conversation and chilling. One particular thing about it was the fact that it was in a very interesting building. The building is an old warehouse, absolutely huge with five levels, converted into galleries, artist studios and offices. It occurred to me on the way back home that this might be an ideal location for a public escalation. I take note and resolve to scout it out before the date, Thursday.
Day of the Date (Thursday)
I send her a message the morning of:
Thursday
Me: Hey Kavita
Her: Great, see you then!
…and then head downtown two hours before the date is scheduled to scour the converted warehouse building for seduction spots.
The building is huge. I check the four upper floors. Great for an adventure, lots of scenery, cool galleries and exhibitions, and quirky architecture. Seduction wise though these floors weren’t as promising as expected. There was a lack of truly private spots, a little too much noise and movement and you’d be easily discovered by one of the many workers on their walks two and from their offices. I searched the washrooms too but these were small, with one stall and a single urinal and used often. It was too risky to scope out the female washroom.
I got a little flustered given the lack of spots till I headed to the basement level. Here parts of the building were under renovation and I found many alcoves in low traffic areas that could do as a seduction location. I even found a utility cupboard beneath a stairwell that could possibly work.
Satisfied with my discovery I spent the last half hour before the date looking at art in some of the galleries, and then left the building to walk around the block, so as to be 5-10 minutes late as I like to be for dates.
She text’s me of her arrival..
Her: Almost there. Are wearing anything distinguishable for me to look for? lol
Me: I'm black, I've got boots on and glasses, you won't miss me
Her: What's your favorite warm drink?
Me: White hot chocolate
Her: Ahhaha of course it is
Coffee Date.
I get to the cafe about 5 minutes late. I can't find her in the place at first, but then she approaches me with a warm smile on her face and excited tone to her voice.
We hug and she walks over to a very shitty seating location (it's a big table with two seats at it, smack dab in the middle of the cafe and fully exposed. Wonderful arrangement for a primary school class maybe, terrible for a date).
I suggest an arrangement in a corner by the window, two chairs opposite each other.
I prefer side-by-side seating on comfy chairs, but the sofa was taken so it'd have to do.
She’s bought me a white hot chocolate. Bless her
.We engage in small talk, I figure out she likes travel.
She's adventurous and a bit of a free spirit. She's from a small town up north, moved to the city alone for school.
I figure out her logistics and likewise she figures out mine and gawks at how far I live (45 mins from the city but perception of most in the city feel its alot further).
I let her know that I work in the city and spend most of my time there. (She lives within the city, about 30 minutes away by city transit).
A creative type like myself. She also hangs out with alot of rappers and musicians. She doesn't really plan ahead.
And is a frequent traveller. Iceland, Trinidad, New Orleans, all over. I deep dive her for a while on her travels and what they were like.
Very interesting chick.
She mentions she really likes school. I laugh and tell her that's where we defer.
I ask her what she likes about Toronto and she mentions how she loves the diversity and how she loves being able to hear all sorts of different languages in one place.
I mention that some would see that as a problem.
She laughs and says that she knows.
Asks me where I've travelled and what I want to do.
I say to travel more and figure out how to make money and art at the same time, and that I don't want to settle down anytime soon.
She agrees.
She asks if I will stay in Canada and I say no, that I'm planning to go back to England soon. She asks if I'll stay there and I say probably not.
She asks if it's because I don't like it and I say no it's just that there's a whole world out there to discover.
She agrees with me here again.
She asks about what I do, I say I'm a web developer for the time being.
She's hella surprised at this for some reason. And that I work with a dude in helping him build an app.
She presses for more info on this but I’m vague about it.
I finish my drink. She offers to buy me another one, I accept.
There's a tad more small talk but I feel the ratio is off. I get an urge to bounce so i deep dive a little more, finish my drink and suggest we go explore.
She says eagerly yes please!
And we're off.
The Adventure.
We step out of the cafe and she says, "lead the way!" as we enter the converted warehouse building.
I compliment her style. She's flattered and returns the compliment.
She asks me about the space and is captivated by the architecture - bare brick, exposed wood beams and metal supports.
We walk around the space and she becomes distracted by a quirky instrument shop with all sorts of musical instruments from cultures across the globe.
We enter the shop and she is in her element. She's off doing her thing and I occupy myself.
Eventually we leave, and continue walking.
My goal is to escalate, so I enter a gallery space with pieces on the wall beside another space that has an installation set up made of hundreds of gates stacked up like dominoes.
I made a mental note of it earlier as a place prime for escalation.
The gates fill most of the space creating an out of site, secluded spot along the back wall perfect for escalation.
I lead her behind the giant gates, grab her and pull her in for the kiss. No need to manhandle, she's all in and kissing me deeply.
I break it off and we keep it moving.
I take her up to the fourth floor, and her little creative self can't help but pull out her camera.
She photographs the hallways and such as I mill about keeping an eye out for nooks and crannies that can serve as an escalation spot.
Camerawoman asks me to model for her and I tell her sure why not.
She snaps me as I walk around and eventually I get bored of the pictures and remove the camera from her face and kiss her.
It's time to move on.
Escalation
I take her to the basement where I checked previously and found several suitable spots.
She asks if I've been down to the basement before and I say no. A lie, I'd scouted the place out previously. Though it may have been obvious I chose not to acknowledge this.
I take her to a secluded spot I’d seen earlier.
It’s an alcove at the end of a hallway, off to the side, with a few stairs leading down to some utility doors. Didn't seem like it had much traffic so it'd have to do. It was certainly out of sight.
I escalate to making out, kissing her neck and caressing her body. She's enjoying it and reciprocating.
We alternate between making out and flirty chat.
She's unloading the compliments.
She observes every part of me, and compliments as she goes.
She grabs my hands and tells me she likes them.
Sucks on my lips – she likes those too.
She stares into my eyes and tells me I have nice eyes. She's cute.
She uses her fingers to trace the contours of my chest, collarbones, abs, legs, and ass. She's prodding my body, inspecting me. She runs her fingers along my Adam’s apple. She's taking me in.
This girl is different but I like her, it almost feels like I'm being worshipped.
She makes out with my ears, and chews on my earrings. Kisses my neck. Traces the contours of my body with her fingers.
At one point she tells me I'm very pretty.
Like the girl in my previous FR she is very apologetic for the things she says, this pretty statement being one of them - she thought my masculinity would be offended. I assured her otherwise.
I get her to rub my dick through my jeans and I rub her pussy from the outside. I squeeze her ass inside her pants - it’s nice and fat
. Getting to the front is trickier.
She's got on a lot of layers including long johns and when I go for it she says lets calm down. She says this a few times but doesn't go anywhere, so I just cool for a little bit before getting back to giving her what she wants.
She gets spooked a few times when she hears traffic in the adjacent hallways, but nobody comes to disturb us as I predicted and she settles down.
At one point I casually suggest she skip her next class but she declines saying she loves her class "colonial studies" or something along those lines. I tell her she's such a hippy and she giggles.
I joke about how I just want to take her home with me, I'm not serious but she takes it serious and says “no…blah blah blah”. I laugh and say no I couldn't take you all that way blah blah. I sift her schedule and she says she's really busy, telling me a list of shit she's up to.
She then initiates a make out with me while we sit on the stairs.
She probes what I'm up to for the day.
I'm vague and mention several things, particularly the fact that I’m off to an experimental music producer’s event later.
We move back to standing up, my back against the wall as before.
I have her stroke my dick, loose my buckle hoping she'll take the hint and grab my dick but she does my belt back up and says to save some for later.
She checks her phone and says she's got to go back to school soon. I say someone's going to school happy and she says yeah and someone's spending the day frustrated. I say nah, I've got patience and she looks slightly disappointed for some reason. After a while I say, “alright go back to school” and give her a slap on the ass.
She gets dressed up and we head out.
I grab her in the elevator and make out with her.
Outside we talk and walk for a bit. She asks what time I'm off to my meetup. I say 6 (3hrs to kill).
She asks what I'm going to do between now and then and I say I’ll probably go exploring. She suggests some places I should check out, but I was zoned out and didn't really lock on to what she was saying.
She starts asking if I'm part of the artist community downtown. I say yeah I know visual artists through art school but I’m not yet connected with the music/rap community downtown.
We talk about housing downtown and where she used to live, I go deeper and she tells me about her housing arrangement, roommates and why she moved out. She also tells me about cheaper areas that I could move to downtown.
There are some awkward silences but I don't break them.
She's supposed to be catching the streetcar but keeps walking with me. I point out a streetcar and she says nah and let's it pass.
I get the feeling she's trying to keep spending time with me. There’s more silence and she fiddles with her phone. It feels awkward but again I won't break it.
At a crossing she says “well I've got to cross here”, asks which way I'm headed and I point on down the road.
She initiated a hug. I get the feeling she wants to kiss but I don't, the road’s busy and I don't do PDA. I hold on to her hands and tell her I want to see her again and that she should text me, non-needily. She says for sure with hesitance/a lack of confidence in her voice, and looks into my eyes then I let her go and turn down a side street.
The Followup
I waited three days till the Sunday before messaging her back for a second date. I hate second dates, but gauging that she might be interested, tried for one anyway, my intent being to go for the lay.
Here's how the texting went down:
Sunday
Me: Hey Vita hope your weekend's been well. I enjoyed hanging out with you Thursday - you're very pleasant to talk to.
Let's grab a bite sometime this week, what's your schedule like?
Her: It's a pretty busy week for me, but maybe the weekend? But yes, it was nice chilling with you. Hope all is well!
Me: Cool
Her: Cool
The weekend she referred to is this current one. I'm going to chalk this one up as dead in the water due to poor logistics.
I doubt she'll get back to me but we shall see, I've been surprised in the past by tinder dates that reached escalation but failed to reach a lay, where the girl texted me back a week to two weeks later. Mind you the one girl that did hit me up, hadn't heard from me since the date as i never did followup back then.
In Retrospect...
I should have escalated to fuck somewhere even more private.
Upon refelection it seems she wanted to keep hanging out with me when we were leaving, she even called ahead to one of her classmates to notify her prof of her lateness.
I'm thinking now that I should have just pulled her to a handicap washroom at my old uni which we passed upon leaving the gallery, and pushed for the lay in there.
I'm really realizing the importance of good logistics. I'm adapting for now though and aim to move out for the summer.
Any ideas of how I can get back to girls places or just fuck them in public?
Thoughts, criticisms, critiques, comments - fire away!
Respect,
Topcat
