BPH
Master Don Juan
This was a fun one...
I'm gonna break each night into its own post due to the character limits.
Night One
Friday night, I decided I wanted to go out in Philly. There's this bar that's on the water that I only discovered last year called Morgan's Pier...great mix of college grads, young adults, etc.
I went by myself, since my friends are all boo'd up or being lame, and decided I'd park at the nearby garage and moderate my drinking so I could get home later. A bit of a pain, but I reasoned that my one friend may flake on Saturday (as he's done before), and my other options were much closer, but I'd have a predictably mediocre time - so I justified the long drive and additional expense with the idea that I'd have a much better time. And I did.
For probably the first hour, I just walked around, sipping my drink, soaking it all in, and taking a look at who was here that I might want to talk to. This group walks into view: a guy and presumably his girlfriend dancing around on each other, a really short guy kinda just orbitting, and this really gorgeous girl who looked like she was third-wheeling. I catch her looking a few times, and I hold eye contact with her; she doesn't look away, so I take that as my invitation to come say hi.
We hit it off pretty much immediately. As it turns out, she was talking to her friend, saying that she thought I was cute, which is why they immediately f***ed off once I came over and started talking to her. Apparently, the orbiter guy was a friend of the other girl's boyfriend, and he just went off somewhere else, too.
The background on this girl is that she's 24, going to school here in Philly for law, had moved here from Texas, and from Kansas before that, spent a few years as a cheerleader for a Texas sports team, and got out of a 5-year relationship about 2 months prior.
Our drinks ran out, so I brought her with me to the bar to get another. The entire time we're talking, our faces are REALLY close, and she's holding eye contact and not shying away at all, so I decided to go fishing since I wasn't 100% certain how high her interest was: I told her that I "really want to kiss you right now". She replied that she's not really a "bar kisser", so I asked what type of kisser she is, to which she replied "a date kisser". I told her we can make that work, but then she would have to give me her number, so we could plan that, which she does.
She tells me she doesn't want to lose me, but that she really has to go to the bathroom. I tell her I'd be waiting at the same spot, and she even trusts me to watch her drink. She comes back, and we pick up right where we left off. I've got my arm wrapped around her waist, keeping her close, and she's just playing with my hand. She tells me she really wants to break her rule. I tell her that maybe we just break it for a quick second - zero resistance, and it escalates into more of a make-out than just a quick kiss. I'd told her I'd driven there by myself, so she asked me whether my plan was simply to drive home later. I tell her that's the plan, "unless I had a really good reason to stay". She tells me that she really wants to bring me back with her, but that she has a roommate there and they have an "open floor plan", so tonight wouldn't work - but tomorrow would.
I agree with this idea, and this is around the time the bar starts to close, so we go looking for her friends. She calls an Uber, and I wait with her, making out, until her car arrives. I text her to get home safe, and she responds in kind, telling me to text her my plans for tomorrow. And that was it.
I didn't actually go home...I was texting back and forth with a girl who I used to hook up with, who lived in Philly, whom I hadn't seen since last year, so I spent the night with her after I left this girl, rather than drive home...but that's besides the point. Anyway...
I'm gonna break each night into its own post due to the character limits.
Night One
Friday night, I decided I wanted to go out in Philly. There's this bar that's on the water that I only discovered last year called Morgan's Pier...great mix of college grads, young adults, etc.
I went by myself, since my friends are all boo'd up or being lame, and decided I'd park at the nearby garage and moderate my drinking so I could get home later. A bit of a pain, but I reasoned that my one friend may flake on Saturday (as he's done before), and my other options were much closer, but I'd have a predictably mediocre time - so I justified the long drive and additional expense with the idea that I'd have a much better time. And I did.
For probably the first hour, I just walked around, sipping my drink, soaking it all in, and taking a look at who was here that I might want to talk to. This group walks into view: a guy and presumably his girlfriend dancing around on each other, a really short guy kinda just orbitting, and this really gorgeous girl who looked like she was third-wheeling. I catch her looking a few times, and I hold eye contact with her; she doesn't look away, so I take that as my invitation to come say hi.
We hit it off pretty much immediately. As it turns out, she was talking to her friend, saying that she thought I was cute, which is why they immediately f***ed off once I came over and started talking to her. Apparently, the orbiter guy was a friend of the other girl's boyfriend, and he just went off somewhere else, too.
The background on this girl is that she's 24, going to school here in Philly for law, had moved here from Texas, and from Kansas before that, spent a few years as a cheerleader for a Texas sports team, and got out of a 5-year relationship about 2 months prior.
Our drinks ran out, so I brought her with me to the bar to get another. The entire time we're talking, our faces are REALLY close, and she's holding eye contact and not shying away at all, so I decided to go fishing since I wasn't 100% certain how high her interest was: I told her that I "really want to kiss you right now". She replied that she's not really a "bar kisser", so I asked what type of kisser she is, to which she replied "a date kisser". I told her we can make that work, but then she would have to give me her number, so we could plan that, which she does.
She tells me she doesn't want to lose me, but that she really has to go to the bathroom. I tell her I'd be waiting at the same spot, and she even trusts me to watch her drink. She comes back, and we pick up right where we left off. I've got my arm wrapped around her waist, keeping her close, and she's just playing with my hand. She tells me she really wants to break her rule. I tell her that maybe we just break it for a quick second - zero resistance, and it escalates into more of a make-out than just a quick kiss. I'd told her I'd driven there by myself, so she asked me whether my plan was simply to drive home later. I tell her that's the plan, "unless I had a really good reason to stay". She tells me that she really wants to bring me back with her, but that she has a roommate there and they have an "open floor plan", so tonight wouldn't work - but tomorrow would.
I agree with this idea, and this is around the time the bar starts to close, so we go looking for her friends. She calls an Uber, and I wait with her, making out, until her car arrives. I text her to get home safe, and she responds in kind, telling me to text her my plans for tomorrow. And that was it.
I didn't actually go home...I was texting back and forth with a girl who I used to hook up with, who lived in Philly, whom I hadn't seen since last year, so I spent the night with her after I left this girl, rather than drive home...but that's besides the point. Anyway...
