I moved to a rather large city this week. I'm on 4 different apps right now, all with similar profiles. I can go into my profiles/some basic characteristics about myself here if there is interest but I'm thinking this might be a rather long post so I'll just leave this sentence in until then.

First Date

Girl messages me first saying my school name and a shocked emoticon. She goes to a similar highly competitive school, and we chat about people we both know. I offer to play some music with her, and drop her my number. She texts me, and we set up a time. I meet her, and she is cute, in shape, and small, but not drop dead gorgeous or anything. We hug when we meet. Then we walk around the city as I randomly choose streets that look cool/shaded. We are both the same ethnicity (a somewhat unusual one) so we talk about that for a little. I work in some touching, needling her about her grammar usage. I ask her about the city and culture at her school. Politics comes up, and I give a rather ambiguous answer implying that I don't really like the political culture at universities or activist culture but not saying much else. I'm still testing her, seeing if she's normal and submissive. She's passing my tests with flying colors, coming off as a smart but slightly timid girl. I am 100% honest throughout the interaction. I am listed as one year older on my profile and eventually I mention that I'm younger. She asks why I have the wrong age, and I tell her the truth: my friend set it that way so I would get more matches when I was younger. She asks more questions about it, and I say, "You'll have to ask him the method to his madness, but he is in [far away country] right now so that might be difficult" We stop at a street corner. I had mentioned where I live, and she tells me, "this way is to your place, and this way is to [some park]." Obviously, she wants to go to my place, but I'm not sure yet about her so I suggest going to the other place. We walk around some more, talking about dating, our shared ethnicity, and school.


Eventually, I suggest playing some guitar. We go to my place and play some songs. She's not that good at singing, but at this point, I actually find her really cute. After one of our songs, I ask if I can kiss her as I lean in (I always ask, and I don't understand why this subreddit is against asking. If you are not a Mongol, you'll know that you'll get an affirmative answer, especially if you move in while you do it. It gets her agreeing with you. In "Models," Mark Manson talks about how more aggressive looking guys might benefit from a less forceful approach. I think this works well for me, as I usually have attraction but need to build comfort. I have only ever had 1 girl tell me she wasn't sure, and she ended up kissing me anyway.) We kiss, and I pull away. Then we kiss again. I pull away and she tells me that I should know, "I don't fuck on the first date." This was slightly jarring because she hadn't cursed before, while I curse pretty often. I smile and say, "me neither." (I get this comment from girls EVERY SINGLE TIME I hook-up with them on the first date. I have experimented with a lot of different responses, but in my experience, the shorter the better. Is there a way to avoid this, or does it just go with the inevitable first date hook-up ASD?) We hookup some more, I feel her up. She's a bit starfishy. She does that thing some girls do where they forget how to kiss as you feel them up. I work my way down. I tell her to take off her shirt (I don't ask this time). She tells me it's a romper. I give her the "Do I look like I give a fuck?" face. She says "Only if you take off yours." I say, "no you have to take it off for me." She jokes that I'm like a child, but she does it. I eventually start rubbing up against her pussy. She is very warm and thrusting into me. I pull her panties to the side and stick a finger in. She is ridiculously tight. Like, I've fingered about two dozen girls in my life, and she was by far the tightest. I couldn't even get 2 fingers in. She tells me it hurts. Mind you, I had cut my fingernails prior to the date. She says I don't know what I'm doing. I tell her "let me see what I'm doing" but she stops me and says no (what could I have done better here?). So I suggest we just watch some youtube videos. Then we cuddle, and I feel her up some more. I ask her what she likes, and she says she doesn't know. She says she's very inexperienced. She asks me, and I tell her aggressive, dominance and risk. She asks what I'm looking for. I say a medium-term relationship. I'm not going to do a LDR, but I am not into one-night-stands. She likes that answer.


She asks point-blank my political views. I tell her I'm a classical liberal. She doesn't know what that means. I explain it to her in the simplest way possible. She likes that, and despite telling me an hour before that she's a liberal, she says she has problems with crazy liberals and maybe she is a classical liberal too. Yea, right. We get dressed to get food. I see her with her breasts exposed and say, "you're absolutely adorable." She says, "I bet you say that to all the small-breasted girls." I say "No! Sometimes I say it to the big breasted girls too!" We get food. She tells me she is lying to her parents about tonight and calls them to say she was with her friend (a girl). I text her saying I had a good time and to let me know when she gets home. She tells me when she's home, tells me her availability and references some topics from our date to suggest second date opportunities. I suggest a week from the time of our date, and she quickly replies at midnight yes with two exclams.


Second Date

My second date for today falls through. Then I get superliked by a very hot girl who is studying opera at a very prestigious conservatory for opera. She's only 18, but I'm also young so it's cool. I suggest walking around and singing duets. She likes the message and says "YESSSS thank u gorgeous!" OK, weird. I say, has to be today. She has something at night, so we plan for before then. Give my snapchat. She's still hot on snapchat. We plan to go to a park 20 mins from my place. She fucks up and goes to a cafe that was thrown around in our set-up texts before. I have to walk twenty mins back. We only have 40 mins left for the date.


My phone is actually dead too. I tell her that I'm going to my place to charge my phone. She says she has to charge her phone too. I go to get my phone charged, and she's like "wait, I thought we were going to the park" with this look on her face like I was about to rape her. I said, "yea, I want to get my phone charged first." She's like "Oh, right." And comes up to my place. On the elevator, she tells me she doesn't want to hook-up. She's scared of getting date raped, I say, "You can't hook-up with me on the first date. I have to be wined and dined." She says that she has never heard that term before (wtf). I literally plug in my phone, and tell her, "If you don't mind leaving your phone in my room, you can plug in yours too." (she said she needed a charge) She's like "ok" then I go to leave and she says "Wait, I can't leave my phone" and I'm like "yea, that's what I just said."


She is also the same ethnicity as me and we talk about that some. So we go, and I take her to this nice garden place we found. As we';re walking, she tells me about this guy who gave her a rimjob at prom and how weird it was. I have no idea how we got on that subject. We talk about it. She tells me that her ex-BF was special needs and she had no idea. I ask if she is special needs. She says that she's not but she goes to a school that has some kids with special needs and helps out. She says her friends make fun of her for that. She also tells me her ex was a cuck. I thought she said cock, but no, she meant an actual cuckold. She told me she told the first guy she met on tinder that she loved him. I tell her I don't love her. She says "We just met." She said that she has had guys lie and tell her that they're out of the city when she knows they're not. I tell her if I don't want to see her, I'll just tell her the truth. She says she would prefer that. We kiss for a while. She like, misses my lips. I make fun of her. She says she's a great kisser. I look at her like and say, "keep telling yourself that", and she takes that as a challenge. We kiss more intensely. She has this look like she's reconsidering her life decisions. I tell her that she looks like she is having an existential crisis. She said, "You know how kisses can make you do that?" I say "Damn, I didn;t know I was that good." We kiss some more. She tells me she has small tits, but her mom told her "Whatever God doesn't give you, you can go out and buy." I like small tits, but I tell her that her tits don't look that small (they look pretty big for her frame tbh.) She says she's wearing a push-up bra. I suggest walking to sing together at my place. As we walk back, she talks about this disabled kid from her school who's 4 feet tall with backwards arms. She makes fun of him. It was mildly uncomfortable, and I tell her that. She says that it's fine, he always makes fun of her and the other volunteers. Then she talks about dropping acid. She did two tabs cause she thought the first one wasn't working lol. She casually mentions depression once. IDK if she was joking. We sing, and she's actually really fucking good at harmony. I don't think I've ever had a better duet. It was legitimately enjoyable (I don't know what I was expecting, she's a pro-level opera singer). We kiss and I feel her up. No resistance. She then tells me that she is having a great time but she has to get to her friend's recital (she mentioned it in our texts so I believe her). On the elevator, she mentions her career doing parts as small boys. She is genuinely somewhat funny, not common for girls IMO. She wants a kiss before she leaves. We kiss.


She was fucking beautiful, but I'm worried she's crazy. I think it would be an easy lay. What do you guys think I should do here? I'm between keeping her as at least a pump + dump or just dropping her.