Ok, this is a continuation of my 4 first dates in roughly a week - find the first one here - if you haven't read it, check it out. It's a long read, but I'd appreciate it.

Girl 2 - History: I met girl 2 on the exact same night I met Girl 1 - 8/31/13, but earlier in the evening. I was out at a club I'm a regular at and I saw this girl in a pink, skin-tight dress having a great time by herself. She was dancing and smiling and for some odd reason no one was talking to her, so I went over and introduced myself.

We talked a bit and I bought her a drink and we talked further at the bar. I thought interest was ok, not super high. She mentioned her friend had a bigger butt than her and I used this as an excuse for a closer inspection. For the rest of the convo I'm squeezing the shit out of this thing and she's cool with it, we're both tipsy though. I give her my phone to enter her number and she did something a little different - she entered in her first and last name. I thought that was pretty cool and took it as a minor IOI - I've had girls put their number in my phone do various things like this so I will remember them. I tried to close that night, but no go, she leaves with her friend. I'm left thinking she's not too into me. Whatevs.

We text back and forth (I'm very straight to the point in my texting. My goal is to set up the next meeting.) She's very busy (3 jobs) and we can't get on the same page. She varies from responding right away, to taking a day, but she stays with it. We also talk on the phone once or twice - I can't remember those though, the texts on the other-hand are still there.I write her on 9/4 and get no response so I'm ready to move on.

On 9/12 she texts me she can meet that night. We set it up and she ends up cancelling. Nothing until 9/25, one of us must've called the other, because I'm trying to confirm for that night annnnnnnnnd she cancels.

On 9/29 she texts then calls me saying she's available that night. Girl 1 is flaking on me so I accept.

The Date: We meet at my usual first date spot and she is only a few minutes late. We share a one-armed hug, I tease her with, "What is that weak shit, give me a real hug." We sit at the bar. I'm feeling pretty good - it was only two days ago I had a nice date, so confidence was high.

Right away I'm not feeling the vibe between us. She is more interested in her menu than me. I try to get her talking, but she's just not cooperating. I try to get kino in when she does. We order food, she doesn't like it and the lady next to me keeps butting in our convo. I'm not feeling good - this is maybe 20 minutes in.

Somewhere along the way I mention how quiet she's being which becomes relevant in a moment. I'm really starting to stress a bit and honestly considered just leaving. Then, like a lightswitch she just starts talking. And talking. And talking. About stupid shit. About work...in detail. About religion and the fact that she believes in creationism and won't talk (date?) to someone who believes in evolution (wtf? I watched, mouth agape)...blahblahblahblahblah...I can't get a word in edgewise. She just talks over my interruptions.

I excuse myself and go to the boys room to re-group. I realize this is heading to friendzone and fast if I don't do something. I google some stuff and decide to just start injecting sex into the convo. I walk back to my seat and immediately she's talking about work. I've had enough and interrupt her forcefully and say I do not want to talk about work any more. She laughs and agrees and finally it's quiet for a second, so I ask her, "How long's it been since you've kissed a guy?" She welcomes the subject and convo improves.

I close our tab and move her to another location outside that has these great loveseats that require us to be very close. It's kind of cold, but she's cool with it. The change of venue works! It's like new life has been pumped through our interaction and before long I'm squeezing butt cheek once more.

I revisit the kiss question - "Have you ever kissed a white guy?" No, she hasn't and I offer to be her first. She jokes about my small lips, but we kiss a few times. Nothing earth-shattering. The entire evening seems salvaged and neither of us are in a hurry to end it, but eventually we go to her car - we are laughing and my arm is around her waist.

We get to her car and I can usually gauge how good a date was by how a girl acts at her car. Does she jump in and drive off? Does she avoid kisses and give you the turned head hug? How long does she stand around talking? Well, she is in no hurry to leave, we talk by her car and I get another kiss or two. I never really set up something firm and we agree to do something again "Tuesday or Thursday." My fault - I knew that wasn't good. I don't really push for a close tonight, I'm confident things will happen later.

Synopsis: Overall a solid first date. In a way, this date felt better than the first, because I feel like I saw the problem, acted, and was able to fix it, more or less. I was left convinced, again, that I would convert this one.

Follow-up: I write her Tuesday and other than a "Good morning", I get nothing. I called her Thursday and we had a good chat. She even said, "You probably don't think I like you." I joked around that that wasn't possible. Don't remember much else, but it was a good call.

I tried texting her for a same day on Saturday, no response. Then I called her yesterday evening and I believe she sent me to VM. I texted a "Hey, just tried to call you. Hit me up when you get a second." She texted back, "At the gym." I did not respond.

That's it thus far and outlook is bleak. I might give it a week and see or just give up.