FR #11: College Girl

Two weeks ago I sent a quick, slightly argumentative message to A, a very attractive (easily an 8), very smart college girl who I'd generally consider too young for me (she was 20, I'm 29.9). She responded, and it led to an IM conversation wherein I learned that she was turning 21 the next day. So, the day after, I IMed her again, telling her that given her birthday, I could now ask her out without feeling creepy. I proposed meeting for drinks on Tuesday, she accepted, and I gave her my number and signed off.

Tuesday afternoon A texted me asking for where and when to meet, so I suggested a place near her school. As usual, I got there 10 minutes early to scope out the place, pick a table, and rearrange the chairs from across the table to side-by-side. She texted me saying she'd be 10 minutes late (I've yet to have an online date show on time), so I wrote back that since I was 10 minutes early, we'd average out to on time. She was very apologetic.

When A arrived, I got up to hug her. We then had two drinks over about two hours, with very, very good conversation. Pretty early on I told her that I could drive her back so her friend wouldn't have to wait up to retrieve her. I suggested we go somewhere else, so we moved to another bar and had another round. Then I drove her back to her dorm, where we sat in the car outside and talked for another hour. She was leaving town the next day for a week and a half, and she asked me whether we'd see each other again when she got back. Thought: "Hell yeah!" I said something more teasing, but I can't remember what. We hadn't had much physical contact (I always forget to do it when I'm really into someone) but when she started to go, I took her hands and pulled her in for a hug and light kiss.

I'm really eager to see A again, and figuring out how much contact to keep over two weeks is tricky. She texted me first the next day, and I wrote back a couple hours later. Since then, I've sent her a funny or interesting text every two or three days, each of which has led to an exchange of four or five messages. A few days ago, I asked her out for this coming Tuesday, and she said she'd like to but would have to check her schedule. I'm surprised I haven't heard a yes or no yet, but she's flying back tonight, so I'm thinking I'll ping her some time this afternoon.

FR #12: Dinner at Her House

I started talking to B online about a week ago, and yesterday afternoon she emailed to say her plans had fallen though and to ask if I wanted to get together last night. I was waiting to hear from another girl (L), so I told B I'd let her know in a few hours. I heard back from L that she was busy, so I wrote B to ask what she had in mind. She suggested meeting at her house to cook dinner. I said that was forward, and that I was used to meeting somewhere public, but after some negotiation, her house and cooking was the plan.

When I got there, B was in the kitchen doing some prep and hanging out with her roommate and his boyfriend. She did most of the cooking (I can cook, but it was her thing) while I did whatever easy tasks (peeling, washing) she would give me. Cooking together is great for kino, both incidental (like standing side by side at the counter) and overt (putting my hand on her back, too). In between cooking tasks, I joked around with roommate+boyfriend. This was a great opportunity to DHV, because I was able to have interesting conversations with both of them. (In fact, B told me later that my interactions with her friends were a major plus.) I'd parked outside in front of a No Parking sign where a bunch of other cars were parked, too, so I asked B if that was okay. She said it was okay for now but not overnight, but that she could give me a pass to park in the lot behind her hours. I said I wasn't sure if I'd be needing that.

After eating, the roommate brought out his bong and weed, and asked if we were interested in joining. We were! We sat in a circle on the kitchen floor. Pretty soon roommate+boyfriend were holding hands, and then so were B and I, or holding various other things. Before I knew it, roommate+boyfriend announced they were going to bed. B made another drink, and when she finished, I took her hand and pulled her toward me for a kiss--causing her to spill the drink! Oops. She didn't care. She took me out to "show me" the porch. I said, "No drinks to spill here," and went for the kiss again, which turned into an extended make-out. Then we went up to her room, where I sat on her bed while she futzed with a bunch of different things. It had been pretty clear for a while that she wanted to have sex, but she had a bunch of other things she wanted to do first. This wasn't LMR but ADD+OCD. When she brought out her theremin and then said, "Oh, I just remembered, I want to run a test on this," I decided it was time to go.

I'm 95% sure she was going for an f-close, but I had a few reasons not to:

  1. I had to get up early today for a thing I had planned, and I don't like having sex when I'll have to leave immediately afterward.
  2. Too many doubts: would I want to see her again? is that fair to her? was I even attracted to her? given the alcohol and weed, how good is my decision-making?
  3. People I'm much more interested in coming down the pike (both A from above and a couple more dates probably happening this week)
  4. Always cognizant of STI risk, especially with someone so eager to get me into bed.

So, I said I had to go and explained why (the morning plans). She walked me out, and after more making out on the front porch (and fairly strong desire to go back inside, which I suppressed), I headed to my car, where I spent a good while sobering up before driving home.

She sent me a nice email pretty much immediately when I left, and I wrote back to her this afternoon.

Coming Up

Monday: Day drinking at the Boston Marathon. On Friday, I texted L (mentioned above) with a multiple choice: "Drinks! A) Marathon Monday + paper bags B) tonight C) June." She chose A. Working out the logistics now.

Tuesday: Hopefully seeing A again, for dinner and live music, maybe.

Wednesday: Might be meeting F, a hot southern girl who says there's a strong chance she'll flake. It's a running joke, so we'll see.

There are at least three more girls who want to meet, one of whom is angling for this week, but dammit I can't handle all the online abundance.