Bunch of new developments.
Thursday night I went out with my attractive female roommate clubbing. The first club we went to turned out to be having a gay night, so we wound up leaving there, seeing as how we each only had about two options each. Next club we went to was having a private function, and the one after that was closed. The next one was having an Asians night. We finally found one that was open, but it was a $30 cover. We decided to call it a night, especially since she'd just gotten booty called and kinda wanted to go see the guy. Overall a failed night.
I had a date planned for last night, but she cancelled very apologetically, saying she forgot she had a "dinner planned with a friend." I suspect she's cheating on her boyfriend with me, and I think the friend is him. She asked if we could reschedule for Sunday, so I said sure. Will see how that develops.
Since my Friday night plans were cancelled, I decided to ask out someone else. We'll call her Gail.
I met Gail many months ago at improv. We never dated. She is a super introverted Asian girl who dresses conservatively but is quite beautiful. She knows she is, and she posts a lot of Facebook photos of herself being sexy, but in public she's super shy and awkward. Apparently she's 30 or 31, but I thought she was 22.
I invited her over to make creme brulee together. She was reluctant to let me pick her up. I wasn't sure why. I figured either she wanted to make sure she could leave whenever she wanted or she was ashamed of where she lived (a few weeks ago we were talking about getting together to watch a movie and she came up with a weird excuse to not do it at her place). I invited her to come over, then we'll go shopping together to get ingredients. She said that was perfect.
We set plans for 7, but she came at 7:30. She obviously took some extra time to make herself up. We stopped for dinner first at Super 88, which is an Asian food grocery store that has a big (awesome) food court attached to it. Then we bought the ingredients. I made sure to flirt with her while we went around.
We came back and started mixing the custard. When she finished stirring she was looking at me making a cute face. I asked her "are you being cute?" She said "Maybe..." So I said "you are being cute" and went over and hugged her. She hugged back and we held each other for a little bit. She clearly wasn't ready to kiss yet.
We continued making the creme brulee. When we got to a stopping point I took a seat and she sat on my lap. We held each other and I went in for a kiss, but she turned away. I asked "what's wrong?" She said "nothing... I don't know." She clearly wanted to kiss me, I think she was nervous. I just smiled and said "Hey, it's ok." I kissed her softly on her cheek, and again a little closer to her lips, and then finally kissed her lips. She kissed back hard. The first kiss was actually not very good, but we continued. Her kisses became more comfortable and passionate as the night went on.
Eventually the custard was in the oven and we went to my room. We made out and escalated. I pulled her shirt down and sucked on her nipple, which made her tremble and moan. We shoved our pelvises into each other and necked one another. I pulled on her hair and bit her lightly. I took off my shirt. She got extremely excited after that, rubbing her hands all over my skin. We always stopped just shy of sex though. She never wanted me to touch her vagina, and she touched my penis a few times, but nothing sustained.
I didn't push it or anything. She kept pulling her dress down. I got the impression it was more an "I'm embarassed" thing than a "I don't want to fuck you" thing, similar to the kiss. So I asked her what was wrong. We talked about a lot of things. She said she wasn't looking for a relationship right now and that she thinks she needs to see a therapist. She told me about how her previous relationships went. I shared where I was emotionally and some of the things I was dealing with as well. I said that we don't have to be anything. We don't have to have sex tonight, but we can. We can be friends, we can be fuck buddies, we can be a couple. We can be whatever we want, there's no pressure. She seemed to be ok with this. We kissed a bunch more, and cuddled, and escalated, but always stopped shy of anything sexual. That was fine.
Around midnight she said she was going to get going. I said she could if she wanted to, but I'd like her to stay, I was looking forward to cuddling with her. She thought about it but decided it would be best if she didn't. I said ok, walked her to the door, and kissed her good bye. I thanked her for coming, and she hugged me and said thanks for having her over. Then she left.
In other news, I have two new OKCupid interests
Me: The confidence your profile exudes is sexy as fuck. You share honest stories and show who you are with how you write. You're authentic, strong, and intriguing as hell, and you do it all without once resorting to mere description. If you message me back, I'm asking you out.
My house is very un-raptor proof. I don't think it's even zombie proof. Yes this is a problem. Maybe you could help.
Our faces would go well put together. Just saying.
Her: This may be the best message I've gotten.
I have so many ideas for raptor-proofing. Step one: Round doorknobs. Step two: show me how to cook creme brulee? Raptors hate creme brulee.
Me: I had no idea my favorite dessert shielded me from raptors. No wonder I've never had a problem with them.
I may not be the best teacher, which is why I have it in my profile. I have some solid creme brulee failure stories. In last night's case, kinda boring, I just didn't bake it long enough and the custard didn't solidify. I tried to eat it anyway and got a belly ache. Oops.
It's easier than backpacking across countries though.
Glad you liked my message. It was how I felt. I'm booked for what's left of the weekend but I wanna meet you soon. You free Monday or Tuesday after work? I get out at 4:30.
Girl #2 was someone I talked with last summer/fall. We were looking at becoming fuck buddies and I just stopped messaging her. I don't remember why.
Her: Hey there. We messaged back and forth a few times last fall, and then you disappeared. It happens. But I saw that you "chose" me a couple weeks ago. Care to chat again? -Ashley
Me: Hi Ashley,
Yeah I remember you. Sure we can chat again. How've you been? I've been through some changes. Moved to Brighton, relationship came and went.
Her: Hey, Howie,
Yeah, I also had a relationship that came and went. C'est la vie. Otherwise, I've been well, thanks. I got a promotion of sorts at work, so I'm now a court reporter (for the newspaper). It's sometimes exciting and usually challenging. How are you liking Brighton? I haven't spent much time out there.
Me: Congrats. That's awesome. Tell me about an exciting case you've gotten. That whole world's kinda foreign to me.
I was expecting Brighton to be a downgrade in my lifestyle. Smaller place, less disposable income paying rent, etc. But it's been such a huge improvement. I love my roommates. I get a lot of satisfaction out of being on my own. I wish I'd gotten here sooner. Not to mention I'm in walking distance to bars and T-distance to clubs, and everything else in the city. Ugh I love it.
Her: I'm sorry, remind me where you were before... outside of Boston, right? The one time I was in Brighton I thought it was cute, and I was surprised by how many restaurants and bars were nearby. Good for you on making the move.
Thanks for the congrats. This morning I went to an argument on a first-degree murder conviction appeal in front of the justices of the state Supreme Court. Watching them work is always fascinating. But most of the time I report on less exciting events, like arraignments on drug charges and whatnot.
Remind me what you do for work... I'm sorry, but our messages seem to have disappeared.
Me: I actually just read through our old conversation. I apologize for disappearing, I don't know why I did. I was clearly interested in you. I'd ask you out tonight except I have plans in a bit. I'm game for something next week though.
I used to live in Reading. It's about 20 minutes north of Boston and I was living at home. We sold our place, my mom moved to San Diego, and I moved here.
Back then I was working for a small investment firm helping manage rich peoples' assets. Now I'm doing accounting in Boston Medical Center's research finance department. Much happier here.
That's a hell of a morning. I'd find that pretty emotionally stressful.
Her: Nah, it wasn't emotionally stressful, just a bit exhausting!
No need to apologize for disappearing; it happens all the time. It's the nature of online dating. The only reason I mentioned it is because I assumed you lost interest until I noticed that you recently "chose" me. No hard feelings, I swear!
I have plans tonight as well, but I'd love to get together sometime. I'm not sure where you are in the post-break-up process, but I'm still "recovering" (though I'm totally glad it's over), so I'm looking to keep things casual for now. I hope that works for you.
Also, I don't recall if I ever sent you a picture that shows my face, but I'm happy to do so! Professional qualms and whatnot. (I don't want anybody from court finding me.)
Me: Yeah sure, go ahead and send me a picture. My email is [email]. My pictures on here are basically me, though obviously one of them's professional.
My gf and I broke up a little more than a month ago. I spent a few weeks not dating or having sex or anything at all to give myself a chance to heal. I'd actually had a bit of an ordeal before her too. I met someone on here that I fell pretty hard for. She lived in Vietnam. We split the ticket and I flew over. We had four days of wonderful romance and then it fell apart. Was pretty heartbroken over that and I never gave myself time to recover before my next girlfriend. I think I'm doing alright now, but I'm totally ok with keeping things casual. It will probably be healthy for both of us.
Here's my number. It's [number]
Her: Here is a picture that shows my face: [picture]
And here is a full-length picture, just for good measure: [picture]
Man, your recent dating experiences sound intense. Perhaps keeping things casual will be good for both of us, as you said. After my last relationship I'm just looking forward to having drinks and some laughs.
Have a good evening,