First date she says this whole "i just want to be friends" bullshit playfully throughout, even though she's loving and complying with all the kino.

2nd Date: I honestly thought it was going to be smooth sailing. But lol no, because women. We get a drink first, then watch Interstellar, (I know, cinema isn't a good place for first few dates, but I actually wanted to see the film) and another reason I chose this was because it was at 8:30, which I thought was perfect, because when the film ended we could go clubbing or bars. Also turns out the cinema has couches, not seats. Brilliant. Commence the kino, she just looks at my hand (she's constantly looking at me throughout the film btw, doubt she even knew what was going on half the time) while I'm rubbing her leg. I escalate just a little further, knowing I have to take it slowly (we're both 17), she then smiles at me though and takes my hand away. So I move away from her, knowing she'll eventually just move towards me, and she does. Eventually she brushes her hand against mine and I take it, we interlock fingers and what have you, she's playing with my hand this time. i move my other hand to start rubbing her arm, both horny as fuck right now, hear her breathing heavily.Then she fucking lets go after I try escalating a bit more.

So by now being a horny 17 year old I'm just hating the games and after another half hour I place my hand against her leg, start rubbing. This time she brings up the "I just want to be friends" crap and I just act disinterested, probably displeased, because fuck, I was. I just tell her its okay and move to my side of the couch entirely. I knew I had to stop all physical contact (almost like walking away) and I knew exactly what she'd then do as a result. And sure enough, she just edges closer and closer towards me, I stay where am, (resisting a lot of temptation here, damn I was fucking horny) remaining neutral. Near the end she's more or less got her shoulder against mine but I remain cold physically, like punishing her almost. Then the fucking mother of all shit bombs drops and she has to go to catch her last train home. Initially I thought we'd have enough time to hit a bar after the film finished, we'd be drunk, and we could go back to mine. She says sorry and goes, I watch the last 5 minutes of Interstellar alone. Call friends afterwards to see if anyone's in town, but no one is.

So what now? I hate the fact that she does mixed shit like this and what's worse is that I know this is what I have to expect when it comes to women. Esp since she's 17. Do I next her? I don't fucking know. I'm guessing I shouldn't text her first again after this.