![]() I was on a call with my friend and I told her and I remember thinking well…. I was also more naive back then and didn’t see things as clear as I do now. I even asked like »the type of fun I’m thinking?!? » cause I was honestly surprised that he would want to do that. I ended up leaving, nothing happened and I was on my way back home and he texted me on Tinder »we could have had some fun » and I was like confused cause I wasn’t expecting it at all from how things went when I was at his place. So yeah, I guess we weren’t really clicking romantically (even if I was super into him physically) but he was a nice, decent, smart guy so that was still a good conversation and a good time. I ended up going to his place that night and I remember we like talked for like 3-4 hours but like nothing flirty at all just like regular conversation we weren’t even sitting close (I still remember his room haha). Little backstory, that was 5 years ago and I never seen/kissed/slept with a black guy because where I was from there wasn’t any and where I lived at this moment not a lot either so this had just never been something I had done before so that made me notice him even more just because I guess it was different for me. A month later, I saw him again and I’m not sure but I think I superliked him and this time he talked to me. I don’t remember if we matched the first time. I had notice this guy a month before on Tinder and I even remember sending his profile to my friend. Then I ended up leaving and I wasn’t even in my car yet and he texted me »oh you could have stayed and sleep over » (I guess he was shy to ask me face to face) so I went back and I remember we didn’t have sex but it was a good time! He was actually a good guy, I ended up seeing him a couple of times after that. We went to tim hortons (so romantic) and then back to his house and I think we were watching a show I liked at the time and at some point I remember him being super close to me and then we ended up kissing and for a while it was super awkward afterwards, the usual awkard first kiss moment. ![]() I think I had checked his Facebook or something to make sure he was real but still, relying on one pic…. Honestly looking back I’m like Megan you’re crazy but I guess it made sense back then. I matched with this guy and you guys – he had ONE pic. He deserved it it’s just kinda funny to me that he still took it after we talked and kissed. The funny part is that he still took my money. He came, he did the job and then we were already talking and so even when he was done we just continued for like 2-3h just chilling talking on the couch and then he was about to leave and we kissed. Btw yes I thought he was kinda cute but like nothing crazy, my intentions weren’t to flirt or date him. Obviously I told him I would pay him for the favor. I knew he worked in construction and I had been seeing him for a while and we were like not talking but like we saw each other often so I thought I could ask him cause I didn’t have many options. I was working at a convenience store at the time and there was this guy that was living close that was always coming to get Redbull before work. Yes, things could get cheeky - a couple of girls shared exactly what they wanted to do to me - but it was never without an obvious lead-up that implied consent and comfort on my part.I had broken up with my ex and I was moving to a new place and I am no handy girl so I had to find someone to disassemble some furnitures so they could fit in the truck. Nobody offered to send me dick pics straight away, or got mad when I said I wasn't interested. Girl-on-girl Tinder felt gentler and less threatening. It felt totally different to chatting to guys. At this stage, I was still keen to find my first female hook-up, but I was also just enjoying the messaging. Sophie, a bohemian-looking artist with puppies in her photos and a pixie haircut, said, "I'm actually just trying to make new friends, nothing sexual." I told her I was after the exact opposite, she said she understood, and as a little gesture of online support, we followed each other on Instagram.ĭiana, a 36-year-old Brazilian dancer, called me 'a pretty mermaid angel' Isabella, 22, conversed exclusively in emojis Myf, a sweet 27 year old from Wales, was only in town for three days, and Bobbie, 29, was too into her cats for my liking. But she soon made it clear she wanted a threesome with her boyfriend, and that wasn't part of my plan, so we ended our interaction, wishing each other luck. Then there was Cassie, 28, with long dark hair, twice as curvy as me, twice as confident and a total dream. She was 30, half-Spanish, half-Australian with green eyes and rapid-fire banter, but after three days she simply vanished, and I never heard from her again.
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