So, I guess it's time for my story. I mentioned elsewhere on this board about how I first began talking to her on Snapchat. Or rather, I added her but she was the first one to hit me up. We started talking and she asked about meeting up. I said sure. Within the next few days she asked if I wanted a BJ. I was like, "Well, yeah, but I'm interested in more than that. " Mind you, there was never any talk whatsoever about money, services, etc. She basically propositioned me with a blowjob, so I played dumb and went along with it, waiting to see where it might get me. Anyway, I suggested we exchange numbers and chat that way instead, and we did. About this time though, I started letting someone crash with me who needed emotional support, so I felt obligated to be around for her. Also, I kinda started coming down with a cold, so I didn't feel much like going out anyway. I told Abby I'd keep in touch though. This was about 2 weeks ago. I finally hit her up again Friday when my friend began feeling good enough to go out and about herself. I figured it was okay for me to do other stuff also. Abby doesn't get back to me until yesterday morning, and I told her I was pretty much free if she wanted to hang out. She said okay, and told me to meet her at the Fiesta, which is nice because it's not far from where I live. As I'm en route she texts me, "You have the donation, correct?" I was still playing dumb. At a light I texted her, "Huh?" She responds, "Who is this?" I tell her my name. By this time I'm just pulling into the parking garage. I parked and texted her back, "Sorry, was driving. Just parked. So. You hit me up on Snapchat a while back. Then we exchanged numbers and you said we should meet up. Unfortunately, I came down with a cold right when we were going to do that. So we're hanging out now. Right? I'm not sure what you're asking for. But I'm here now. So, am I still meeting you?" She doesn't recognize my name, asks for a pic. I send an old one, as well as one of me sitting in my car right then in the garage. I reminded her of my Snapchat handle, yada yada. She said, "Hmm. What did you want to do?" I said, "Well, you asked me a while back if I wanted a BJ. Haha. I wasn't sure if there was some catch to that or what. I mean, I'd be interested in more than that. " Then she said "Ya there is. " At this point, I didn't have money for her, Fiesta wasn't far from me, I figured it was no biggie if I turned around and went home. But after some deliberation and asking if I was a cop she invited me in to meet her at the bar for a drink.
I circled the casino waiting for her, she was texting asking me if I had money, how tall I was, wanted another picture. She's like, "OK I guess. So meet me at bar inside. " Found the one by the lobby she told me to be at. Sat down and this cool black dude at the bar took a look at me in my black leather pants, Nine Inch Nails t-shirt, and tattoos and was like, "Are you famous?" Cool dude. We were chatting and joking, and she came and sat down nearby. I saw her but didn't want to tell the dude to shove off. Bartender brought me my drink and was like, "Is that all?" I said, "And whatever she's having. " And I got up at sat next to her. The black dude went over to this attractive black girl sitting near us and chatted some more. He's like, "I get it. She makes you look famous!" Haha. Abby laughed and said thanks and I was like, "Yeah, I bet that's what it is. " Then she said the same thing to him about the girl he was with. Fun intro. I'm glad it happened that way. She got to see me being friendly and outgoing with someone else before I sat with her. Then I bought her a drink. Then kept chatting with this other couple. I wanted to see how far I could get without paying her, and I was off to good start. Her and I chatted a bit. I got an Old Fashioned, she just ordered a shot of tequila with a chaser. She put $50 in the machine at the bar and gave me $20 for mine. I don't gamble and told her she didn't have to waste her money on me for that. But she insisted, and so I played. And lost it all. Haha.
She kept wavering back and forth during conversation. She didn't know what to do next. Asked if I wanted to go to her room. Asked if I wanted to go to a different bar or sit somewhere else. I said it didn't matter. But she went back and forth a mile a minute, telling me then asking me, then suggesting, then saying no, then saying whatever, saying she didn't care, etc. I'm not an asshole. I told her I kind of understood what she was getting at when asking about a donation, if I had money, or if I was a cop. But being without any type of donation amount, I didn't want to push anything. We each got another drink. I had another of the same, except this time she ordered a mimosa. Tequila and then champagne? Hm. Finally I just said, "Let's go to your room. " And she was like, "Okay. " So, we went. She kept asking what I wanted to do, what I was expecting, if I was a cop some more, to put on some music, said she was going to change her clothes, asked if I wanted more to drink. There were some warm Mike's Hard Blackberry Lemonade or something like that, one opened, one unopened, and a small bottle of Jack Daniels with maybe only a shot or two missing. I sat on one of the two beds and saw a dark red spot on the sheet between my legs. I asked her if it was blood and she said yes. Uuhhh, okay. She said she tried to cover it up best she could. So I lift the neatly folded blanket on the bed and saw more dried blood. She told me there was some on the other bed too. I lifted the sheet and saw it. I was a bit freaked out but I said something playfully about having a fun party the night before. She then said the blood wasn't even hers.
She finally changed in the bathroom but the door was open and I could see her fully naked through the mirror anyway. Haha. I think she was getting tired of me because I was being indecisive. Was asking me if I did drugs or smoked weed or did this, that, and the other. I was like, "Nope, I'm a good boy. I only smoke weed when I'm depressed. But I don't judge. Do whatever you want. " She seemed put off that I was essentially a square. I couldn't keep up with how fast her thoughts were going and what she kept asking me and how much she'd waver between telling me what to do, asking what I wanted to do, saying no, then saying she didn't care and whatever. She's like, "I'm not just going to give my mouth or my pussy for free," and went off on a tangent. I said, "You don't have to. I wasn't under any impression I was going to have to pay, and I'm not prepared to. So, if you want me to go, I'll go. " She was saying some mean things to me too, but admitted she was only trying to get under my skin to see if I'd get angry. I kept telling her I wasn't like that. I'm nice to people because I see no reason to be an asshole ever. I think she didn't think I was being real or that she thought I was too nice. I don't know. I can't keep up with what she's thinking. Then she asked me again what I wanted to do. I just came out with it. I said, "Well, I'd like to fuck you. But if that's not going to happen, that's okay. We can just chill if you want to. " She told me to get naked. Then said I could get naked if I wanted to. Then said no, I shouldn't. Wow. She was lying on the bed. I got on the bed on my knees. She lifted her shirt up to reveal her breasts. Asked if I was a cop again. Then asked if she could lick it. I took my shirt off. She undid her shorts and I helped her off with them and her panties. I was like, "You still think I'm a cop?
I got naked. She gave me head. Or tried to. Terrible. But she was plastered. And being that I tried to go along with what she wanted to do and having drinks with her, well. I admit, I suffered a bit of whiskey dick. She got really impatient with me. Told me I should leave. Was trying to insult me. Said she didn't even like me as a friend so there was no point in hanging out. I just laughed. It certainly didn't help me to get hard. She said she was going to multitask. She was naked on the bed looking at her phone while I was rubbing her. I asked if I could go down on her while I worked on myself. She said she didn't like anyone licking her and that she also just got off her period and didn't want me to. But then she kept saying, "Just fuck me. Just fuck me, okay?" I said, "Well, I'm trying to get this guy going here. " She got on her knees and started sucking my balls. That was better than the head. She kept asking if I had AIDS. No, not worried about any STDs, just AIDS. Asked if we should use a condom. I didn't even reply. She just said, "No, just fuck me. " The ball-licking got me hard finally. I figured, after the booze and working at it for a minute and her being wasted and getting all this for free, let me just go for it. Also, I hadn't orgasmed in a week. I went at her missionary, and just as she was telling me to cum inside her, I let it rip. Couldn't help it. I usually last much longer, but I was overdue and it was sensitive. Haha. I kept pumping her hard though because I thought I could still keep going with it. It only lasted another minute or two before she wanted to switch to doggy. But by that time I couldn't. She asked if I came already. I said I did but that I could keep going, just give me a minute. She didn't seem interested. I didn't care either way, to be honest.
We got dressed, chatted some more, I helped her take some luggage to her car because she was checking out the next day and didn't want to have to lug everything at once. I think she warmed up to me because she stopped trying to get under my skin after it didn't work and was saying nice things to me instead. I can usually talk to anyone and find some common ground. I didn't let her wackiness get to me and instead seemed interested in whatever she had to say. She admitted her alcohol problems but said she was doing better than she was last year. Told me about losing her apartment. I asked her if she had any interest in wanting to sober up. She said she did. She actually said she was concerned with her drinking. I encouraged her to make a solid attempt at it. She wanted to change clothes again, then didn't want to, then wanted to go to a friend's house and asked if I could take her, then said no, she'd get an Uber. I said the least I could do was drop her off, it was no big deal. I've never seen someone waver back and forth with their thoughts so much and so quickly than her. Then she told me to decide for her. I said, "Let's go, I'll drop you off. " But then she was still undecided. She told me to wait outside for her, she'd be out in 3 minutes. I waited. It was more like 10 minutes, but it's fine. She eventually came out in this sexy black dress. I told her I liked it. I was under the impression I was still driving her to her friend's. As we were walking through the casino she just suddenly veered off in another direction to look at herself in a mirrored wall. Then she sat down at a slot machine and looked at her phone. I was like, "Are we going?" She said, "I'm just going to get an Uber. It was nice to meet you. " And gave me a hug. I just smiled and said, "Okay, it was nice to meet you to. Goodnight. " She mouthed the words "call me" and motioned the sign with her pinky and thumb up to her ear. I left.
And then I read Mr. TrayWick's post about Abby showing up at his house, which would've been the house I was about to take her to. And that she had the case of Mike's, which is accurate. She drank tequila, champagne, and Mike's in front of me all within an hour and a half or so. Yikes. Then the account of her bloody panties. Oh, boy, that's not good. I saw no sign of blood coming out of her when I was with her. She said she just finished her period. Somehow I don't think the blood on those beds were from some other girl like she said, but still, I saw nothing coming out of her. And I definitely didn't destroy her during sex. But yeah, I probably should've thought twice about covering up with her. I didn't know about the whole being raped thing. She neglected to mention that. Not sure if I'd ever see her again. But I did text her today just to say I hope she made it safely where she was going last night and that it was nice to meet her. She sent a smiley and said, "You too."
