We met for a coffee in her part of the city and while our conversation flowed nicely, I wasn’t sure if I was all that attracted to her. After coffee we went to another spot for food before I dropped her off. A few days later she called me and asked if I would like to see her again – I said sure and set a time that I would pick her up and we would drive around and find a spot to chill at.
The reason I was more or less open to a 2nd date with her was because she stayed all covered up during the 1st and I really had no idea of what type of body she had and I wanted to see the goods.
Date day arrives and I drive to pick her up, meeting her at her front door. We drove to a busy part of the city, parked the car and walked until we found a weird little hipster paradise that managed to screw up simple bacon and eggs. Highlight moment was when she managed to spray her entire front-side with hot sauce while trying to get it to come out of the bottle – it looked like a crime scene and smelled absolutely horrid.
After eating (and her cleaning herself up with 400 napkins and a few trips to the ladies room) we left to go for another walk but soon ended up back at her place.
We had tea and watched TV but she made it clear that her bedroom was strictly off limits! We kissed and played around before I called it a day and went home – knowing I wouldn’t be seeing her again. She had a very structured vibe about herself and a little controlling which I don’t like.
She texted a few times before I told her there just wasn’t enough chemistry – just not enough click. She rebutted that clearly all I wanted was sex and I just deleted the message. No, I don’t go out on two dates with you, pay for everything all in the weak attempt to “use you” for sex. If I wanted that I would have met her again, but I am not here to waste anyones time, including my own.