The First Date ....
Hey there ,
Looks like every girl on twitter is doing this whole Date-n-Rate thing and blogging about it, so I thought to myself.. Why should girls have all the fun, right? Why cant a guy have 50 dates before he turns dirty ? So I set up an online dating profile on Tunday showing my kebabs and all and managed to get a few swipes. Almost immediately like out of nowhere I got a message from a cute looking woman. She didn't look Indian and looked kind of middle eastern to me. I thought this was one of those spambots that you usually find on ads on thepiratebay telling you about 'Hot singles waiting to chat with you in your area'. So yeah, was a bit skeptical at first. We exchanged pleasantries and she told me that she was from the middle east (Saudi Arabia actually) and was here in India on an exchange program since the past few months. We made a little small talk and then finally decided to meet and take this forward. (I did not tell her about this project of mine coz I thought that I should tell her in person)
A day later I finally met her at the local Starbucks in Malad. She looked lovely in her outfit and you could tell she was quite the confident, liberated woman who lived life on her own terms. We almost immediately hit it off and started talking about the situation in the middle east over a couple of lattes. She told me about the life back home, about how terrible the conditions there are. Its like as if she would be hanging on to dear life, living in constant fear that someday someone will come and pluck her away from her family and ship her off to some unknown place to be but a tasty morsel for some rich sheikh with an insatiable hunger for all things innocent and sweet. I could see the fear in her eyes. I felt bad for her but didn't say anything :(
I could tell that she liked me. The very way she looked at me and smiled all the time. I took the chance and asked her if she would like to come over. Surprisingly, she said yes (I wasn't expecting this response at all!). Delighted by the answer I wasted no time and we immediately drove back home. She looked about the house a bit and told me she's never done this before ... she had met a few people , but never did head back with them to their apartments like this. Encouraged by the fact I leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. The puzzling sweet taste of her lips left me mesmerized. It couldn't be the lipstick coz she wasn't wearing any. We continued kissing for about 5 minutes and my mouth was all over her, our tongues interlocking and that sweet taste of her lips overpowering my taste buds like wildfire. It was so passionate, so intense, that I didn't want it to stop. But we had do as she was getting late and had to get back to her place. I offered to drop her but she told me not to worry and would take a rickshaw back home. I didn't end up telling her about this little project of mine, but we did take a picture together and I don't think she'd mind if I posted it here. So here you go ....a picture of me and my first date.. http://imgur.com/ZGERG45
Hey there ,
Looks like every girl on twitter is doing this whole Date-n-Rate thing and blogging about it, so I thought to myself.. Why should girls have all the fun, right? Why cant a guy have 50 dates before he turns dirty ? So I set up an online dating profile on Tunday showing my kebabs and all and managed to get a few swipes. Almost immediately like out of nowhere I got a message from a cute looking woman. She didn't look Indian and looked kind of middle eastern to me. I thought this was one of those spambots that you usually find on ads on thepiratebay telling you about 'Hot singles waiting to chat with you in your area'. So yeah, was a bit skeptical at first. We exchanged pleasantries and she told me that she was from the middle east (Saudi Arabia actually) and was here in India on an exchange program since the past few months. We made a little small talk and then finally decided to meet and take this forward. (I did not tell her about this project of mine coz I thought that I should tell her in person)
A day later I finally met her at the local Starbucks in Malad. She looked lovely in her outfit and you could tell she was quite the confident, liberated woman who lived life on her own terms. We almost immediately hit it off and started talking about the situation in the middle east over a couple of lattes. She told me about the life back home, about how terrible the conditions there are. Its like as if she would be hanging on to dear life, living in constant fear that someday someone will come and pluck her away from her family and ship her off to some unknown place to be but a tasty morsel for some rich sheikh with an insatiable hunger for all things innocent and sweet. I could see the fear in her eyes. I felt bad for her but didn't say anything :(
I could tell that she liked me. The very way she looked at me and smiled all the time. I took the chance and asked her if she would like to come over. Surprisingly, she said yes (I wasn't expecting this response at all!). Delighted by the answer I wasted no time and we immediately drove back home. She looked about the house a bit and told me she's never done this before ... she had met a few people , but never did head back with them to their apartments like this. Encouraged by the fact I leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. The puzzling sweet taste of her lips left me mesmerized. It couldn't be the lipstick coz she wasn't wearing any. We continued kissing for about 5 minutes and my mouth was all over her, our tongues interlocking and that sweet taste of her lips overpowering my taste buds like wildfire. It was so passionate, so intense, that I didn't want it to stop. But we had do as she was getting late and had to get back to her place. I offered to drop her but she told me not to worry and would take a rickshaw back home. I didn't end up telling her about this little project of mine, but we did take a picture together and I don't think she'd mind if I posted it here. So here you go ....a picture of me and my first date.. http://imgur.com/ZGERG45
That's One helluva story...
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