The other day at a party, this cute HB8 insists on giving me not her number, but her Skype Name. Sure, if you like that better. The next day on skype, we talk and she tells me she doesn't pick up the phone, because it's been ringing all the time with guys from the party calling her.

(warning: long. Skip the chat stuff if you just want the part of the story I mostly need feedback on)

We chat some more, here are some excerpts:

Me: It's so hoooooooooooooooooot.
HB8: Not in my flat ^
Me: Awesome. I'm coming over.
HB: Well, then I'd have to put on some proper clothes :D
Me: Nah, that's okay, I'll come in my shorts.
HB8: Good, me wearing my pajama doesn't matter then.
Me: I'll be there in 5 minutes.
HB8: But you don't know where I live :D
Me: Damn. There's always an obstacle.

--- (some days later) ---

Me: The sky is *orange* [I love opening with some strange observation]
Me: That means, there's going to be a huge thunderstorm tomorrow. If you want to see me totally wet, you'll have to come to the garden party I'll be barkeeping tomorrow. Oh wait, you're not invited.
HB8: I'd love a garden party with rain. But only if I can stay somewhere dry :P
Me: In this case I'll recommend my own party at [some lake]
HB8: Will you have strawberry limes?
Me: Never. Strawberry limes is bringing out all kinds of animalistic impulses in people, and we can't have that! ... Why?
HB8: Well, sometimes, animalistic impulses are kinda ... okay?
Me: I don't know... I'm a nice boy you know. Are you a nice girl?
HB8: Yes. Always.
Me: That's good. Because bad girls get spanked.
HB8: :D Who knows, maybe I'm bad then
Me: How bad?
HB8: Totally.
Me: We should meet and measure your badness. Thursday?

So thursday (today) I took her to a public open air pool (luckily it was insanely hot). I had given her my number in case she wouldn't find the place (I didn't feel the need to ask for her number, she seemed really into me and I thought I'd be a little more dominant then usual and just tell her to show up) and that was good because she called and I had to direct her there.

She was embarrassed, I brushed it aside, and told her enthusiastically why I really liked the pool: Because it's not actually a pool but part of a canal so there are some strong currents. It feels awesome being adrift in those.

We got into the canal, played some games (who can walk faster against the current, with lots of falling and splashing, lots of "accidental" contact, lots of me carrying her, talked some more and yes, I used the exact line I heard Mystery say in a video the other day, "Why am I drawn to you?" (Her answer: "Because I'm a bad girl? Giggle." Like.)

She seemed really timid somehow. She laughed at all my jokes, jumped at everything I said we could do for fun in the water, but always a little bit silent and reserved. She enjoyed my touching ("Wow it's cold. Good thing you're so warm") but never initiated any.

Finally we came out of the water and towelled off, and I told her I did have a lot to do this evening (oh yeah, by the way, I told her about me creating iPhone software, and yes, she liked it :P). I told her I had a lot to do, but if she wanted, she could show me if her apartment was really as cold as she'd said. She said sure, and we went off.

When we arrived, I really had no clue what to talk about anymore, because even though I alternated between talking a lot and talking a little, and she seemed to enjoy the conversation, she didn't really offer a lot in return, and I was beginning to feel unwanted even though she didn't offer any active signs of rejection.

She then showed me around her apartment. I took some photos of her with her camera and then found her books. This girl had tons of mangas, and most were of the "boy loves boy" sort. So I ask her if she liked them, and to show me her favourite scenes and so on. The conversation, led by me, turns to threesomes and homophobia, and what kind of sex she likes. She timidly admits that she likes to be handled roughly. I ask her if she'd like to be handled roughly right now. She does, and a little while later, I was doing just that.

She was happy with the sex, I was happy with the sex, and we agreed to have some more fun together later.

Criticism would be very welcome. I feel like I handled myself rather clumsily and only succeeded because she wanted just as much. On the other hand, if I see her again, I'll have to tell her that she's just too fucking silent. I get that she likes to be dominated, and I'm GGG to provide that, but she still needs to tell people around her (especially me) what she wants and needs.

Edit: Most of you tell me I'm really smooth, but somehow many parts of this FELT really awkward (not the chatting bit though, I really liked that). Maybe that's just me, because I still have to get used to actually getting my way with stupid sentences like "well, how about you kiss me then?" Maybe it's also the feeling of sleeping with someone you don't know at all, something I've never done before.