I'll tell a story about a recent date as an example.
Met this chick while she on shift. We didn't really meet though, she just took my order at Chick Fil A. I order the usual, but I've never seen this chick before. Little black girl, has glasses, and a cute smile. Can't make out much more than that with her uniform on, nor did I really care to. She smiles at me and asks, "Do you work out?" I answer, "A little bit," with a smirk on my face. I get my food and peace out.
Two days later I get a text from an unknown email address. I ignored it for a day because I thought it was someone I owed money to. After I responded she let me know that she was the Chick Fil A girl. Apparently, she was talking about me to one of my home boys who works there. He offered her my number, and she took it. That's when I knew not to waste any time with this girl.
We text and I keep it real vanilla. She said she thought I was cute, I said I thought the same about her (barely true because I hardly saw her, but it got the job done). I get straight to asking her when she's free. She's off later that week so we set it up. I offer Starbucks, but she wants to get drinks somewhere else, a little Asian tea place. I agree because she's been cooperative up to this point and it makes no damn difference anyway.
We met up around 7 and I'm still keeping it real basic. Where you from? What do you do? What do you want to do in the future? Get her talking about herself, only bother talking about yourself to relate to what she's saying. During conversation I like to keep her entirely in the focus though, for the most part. I'm also making sure to touch her a couple times. Her arm here and there, and resting my hand on her lower back as well.
This girl is a dancer and she shows me a couple videos. She's not bad, so the videos are raising her sex appeal to me. She asks me what I do and I tell her I DJ around town. I show her a video and she seems satisfied with that. We're not there for too much longer when two things happen. She starts complaining about being cold, and about twenty five Asian brehs walk into this tiny cafe at once. She's hugged up on me when I tell her that it's time to get out of there.
We start walking and I don't even ask where we're going. Subconsciously I already know. We stop at Target then head back to her dorm room. Her roommate's not home, which I'm sure isn't a coincidence. She let's me know she has dance practice at 9. I don't bother checking the time because this next part shouldn't take too long. She changes into some sexy little shorts and puts on some Atlanta Bullshyt Drama reality TV. We lay up in her bed together and one thing leads to another...
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