Went past a cutie brunette standing next to the pool table, I go straight up to her and high five her because I love her green dress! I tell her how green is my favourite colour, showing her the green stripes on my shirt. Saying the reason why I loved green so much since I was a kid is because it the colour for camouflage, as my parents were in the army. She pretends to blend in to the wall. I say hey lets go dance, take he hand and off we go. She is the one dragging me along, always good to see when they are the ones leading me on to the dancefloor. But this is not the way it is meant to be, the guy is meant to be taking the lead. I take charge and lead once we are on the dancefloor, grinding automatically happens with the makeout quickly following afterwards. After a short period of this I take her off the dancefloor and to the entrance/exit. We are hand in hand but she heads off to the right, yet I wanted to go the left as that is the way to my home. Whatever, I don't cause any disagreement of this or even lead her back around and I just go with the flow (the importance of leadership is not showing dominance all the time over pointless things, but really showing it when it matters at key points) as I then continue with her in that direction. Planning to walk her around the block in a slightly more round about way back to mine, stopping at Father Ted's along the way. Which is exactly what happens, I put our paths without it even being noticed back on track towards my home. She makes a comment about not liking Father Ted's as we are approaching the place. Whatever, I cancel my thoughts I had of taking her to there (I hadn't even brought up the idea anyway) and carried on walking towards home.
From this point on it was all fairly stock standard, I went on a very long monologue with myself to occupy myself and her thoughts during the long walk home back to my place. Talking about whatever inane stuff I felt like. Such as bring up that I was a Sunday School Teacher while we were walking past the Cathedral, or joking with her that I couldn't possibly be taking her home as I am really homeless while we were walking past the homeless people shelter! Eventually she asks if I'm walking all the way out to Henderson (a suburb far out in West Auckland) as she is
not doing that! (it would take hours and hours!) Yes I am going to Henderson I said, but lets just try this next building and see if my swipe card works there so we can go to the top floor there instead. (I knew this was my place) Like magic the doors open with my swipe card! lol
She doesn't want to check out the stunning view from my balcony
Instead she goes straight to my bed
After sex and a shower together, I get to actually talk with her and find out something about her (before all I knew about her was that she was wearing a green dress!). She was 19 years old, 3rd year Nursing student, ex international swimmer (would train
nine hours a day!), and went to an all girl's catholic school. Plus she lives in the building right next door to my old building last time I was living in the city a few years back.
Last fun fact: she has an unusual name, yet she is the second one in my phone book and the second girl of that same name who I have made out with in that exact same bar this year.
Afterwards I was left wondering, as normally I never go out mid week but recently I've been out the last few wednesdays in a row and got laid every time. Is it easier midweek? (than on the typical "big nights out" of friday/saturday)