Meet girl at club, 10 years younger, brazilian but college in the US, smoking hot body, ok in the face, great personality and fun to be around. Good education, great job, nice background. We happen to go to the same gym, and she was out with a trainer from that gym who introduces us. I bump into them randomly out one night.
Queue a month later I finally text her back and she is all excited to go out. We go out on three dates, the first was about the best you can have without an SNL. The second was blah. The third was like the first but somehow we end up in a spot by my place and sure enough I make it happen. She ended up staying all night and morning, that was weird but I figured wtf, we banged a few more times.
Leading up to this I was really aloof, but that works for me, the ones that I do that to usually fall in love with me. She would initiate the texts first and I was always really slow to respond. Never called her, never initiated text, texted her back over three days after the first bang.
So I am saying to myself, I want to see this girl again. The next week we start texting and she is all excited to see me. Shes telling me she wants to bang me again, do a workout together, she will then take me to a brazilian bbq. I am like fuck yeah, how about Saturday? She says cool, shes planned it out.
Now here is where it gets weird. We agreed to plans on a Wednesday, but I do not ask her about the plans, dont text to check in, confirm or any of that bullshit. We texted a little bit Thursday and asked her how her halloween went. Fun little banter. I said to myself, I am not going to text her since she set up the plans for Saturday. Saturday came and went, no sign of her, but I went out and had a good night anyway.
Where did I go wrong? We had awesome sex. We get along really well, or so I thought. I was much older, divorced with child, etc etc, I am re-playing a million different reasons in my head.
I hardly get this way now about drop offs, but for some reason I wanted this one to stick around for a bit.
Queue a month later I finally text her back and she is all excited to go out. We go out on three dates, the first was about the best you can have without an SNL. The second was blah. The third was like the first but somehow we end up in a spot by my place and sure enough I make it happen. She ended up staying all night and morning, that was weird but I figured wtf, we banged a few more times.
Leading up to this I was really aloof, but that works for me, the ones that I do that to usually fall in love with me. She would initiate the texts first and I was always really slow to respond. Never called her, never initiated text, texted her back over three days after the first bang.
So I am saying to myself, I want to see this girl again. The next week we start texting and she is all excited to see me. Shes telling me she wants to bang me again, do a workout together, she will then take me to a brazilian bbq. I am like fuck yeah, how about Saturday? She says cool, shes planned it out.
Now here is where it gets weird. We agreed to plans on a Wednesday, but I do not ask her about the plans, dont text to check in, confirm or any of that bullshit. We texted a little bit Thursday and asked her how her halloween went. Fun little banter. I said to myself, I am not going to text her since she set up the plans for Saturday. Saturday came and went, no sign of her, but I went out and had a good night anyway.
Where did I go wrong? We had awesome sex. We get along really well, or so I thought. I was much older, divorced with child, etc etc, I am re-playing a million different reasons in my head.
I hardly get this way now about drop offs, but for some reason I wanted this one to stick around for a bit.