Not sure if anyone else has dealt with this, but no matter where you are in the world there’s always a handful of attractive girls that refuse to stop chasing the party. That tends to get sadder and sadder with each passing year.
Here’s a story about a Tinder girl who keeps finding me. I’m not even sure how we keep matching, my only theory is that once you match the algorithm keeps pairing you, regardless of uninstall and reinstalls.
<real screenshot of the person in question – not her real name so I’m fine sharing this>
1st Time We Meet
About five and a half years ago I met this (at the time) attractive Asian on a dating app in NYC. After work on a Friday we meet up for a late happy hour which rolls into an unplanned dinner – in which we both barely touch our food – as we hit it off…
After dinner, I’m thinking first should I cut my losses and end on a high note, but the thought of “this might be going somewhere quickly” was in my head and I stick around. She suggests drinking more.
Up until this point I’ve been picking everything up (which I was fine with) but NYC isn’t a place so I’m about $200 in and about to cap it soon.
The spot she suggests is about a 10 to 15 minute walk, I’m normally fine with walking but girls in heels not so much.
First date I expect to pay, but as I said – things are starting to add up. I’m thinking “great she’ll pick up the $14 cab” and in her mind that will count as her “doing me a solid…”.
Cab stops she’s out the door. Walking just fine at NYC pace in those heals. That move with the body language associated with it made me realize that I might be getting taken for a ride – which pisses me off a bit. <She was the one that suggested the place and even hailed the taxi>.
We go into the place and she head straight for the bathroom.
I wait for her to come out and she has a lot more pep in her step.
Also – Apparently she knows the bartenders there so drinks drinks drinks just happen.
Now I’m 6’1” 190lbs with a decent tolerance, but I’m starting to feel it, and I’m thinking to myself “how is this 5’1” big titty Asian girl keeping up?”
After another 3 rounds of drinks it’s now around 11:30pm and I tell the girl I’m heading out when I finish the next round.
The look on her face was utter sadness and that when things started to get interesting
She jumps on me and begs me not to go. I’m kinda done with the night and honestly a bit tired. That’s when she invites me to the bathroom to “party with her”.
Sigh… She’s a coke head. Now things make sense.
I bail.
2nd Time We Meet
Fast forward a couple years. We are in the heart of the pandemic and there is nothing to do. NYC is still on lock down and people are drinking and hanging out in parks or rooftops of buildings.
I match with a cute Asian girl on a dating app and we make a plan to meet up.
***Important to note: different name, different photos, different part of the city***
And as soon as I show up – surprise it’s the coke head girl!!!
I’m thinking this should be funny, but she doesn’t recognize me. Knowing that bars and restaurants are closed and there’s really no way I’m going to drop money I roll with it. She’s still attractive but a little softer around the edges and a bit sadder in the face.
We get take out food, head to a park and drink a bottle of wine to wash it all down. At this point I’m just messing with her because I all ready know the answers to the questions I’m asking and setting up lines of conversation that make me look like her perfect match.
We eventually head back to her place and ask soon as we walk into her apartment she heads to the bathroom where I know she bumped a fine lines.
When she comes out I get the “what do you want to do…” I just grab her and we start to hook up.
It gets to a certain point and I’m starting to think we aren’t going past 2nd base with this. Give zero-F’s I say to her. “Man I wish we have some coke right now, I’d love to have you do a line off my d**k.
Well that was her magical phrase, she asked me if I had any – I say no – then she runs to go her stuff. I’m not into drugs so I tell her I have an annual health physical coming up and can’t do any.
Before you get too excited about this, I’ll stop you. She was in this bodysuit thing that was holding together – a bit too much milky flesh that you cannot unsee, once you see it.
We end up banging but it was horrible and I wasn’t into it.
The worst part was her nice big titties – FAKE!
Nothing worse than that let down. It’s like being a kid on Christmas. You run downstair, see your present from Santa – pick it up [perfect size, perfect weight] and you’re thinking YES !!! Playstation – then you unwrap the box, open it up, and it’s socks and books. WTF!!!
Now it’s the aftermath and I’m counting down the minutes till I can sneak out and go home. 15 minutes of cuddles later and I’m saying I have an early call with Europe in the morning.
3rd Time - Short and to the point
So as you saw in the 1st pic we matched again.
She must keep changing profiles or something because new name but same previous pics. I didn’t know what to say or do.
I mean she’s not a bad person but what up with the fake names?
At least this time she kinda remembered me. I didn’t have the heart to say anything so I just went with something out of left field.
Should I tell her the truth?
Honestly I don’t want to get caught up in her gravity. Girls like this tend to be a rabbit-hole and pull in people around them.
Not sure what else to say but ….
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