Night acquaintance
This June night was rather lovely. It was about 1AM, and I was walking along the city’s main avenue towards the Victory Square. While walking, I decided to put on my light jacket, as it was getting chilly. Cars flew past me at tremendous speeds. Wind blew straight in my face. Hookers were attracted by the lights of the cars which stopped nearby. It felt great just to walk. At some point I spotted a girl’s figure ahead of me; I could not see the details, but I was amazed by her legs, beautiful and long. I started walking faster.
I could see really funny things going on ahead. Every other car stopped near the girl, spend a minute by her side, and then picked up speed again. A guy left one car, talked to her for a minute and then left.
I was now near her, the distance between us being about 5-6 meters. I could get a clearer picture of her: denim shorts, a light white t-shirt, flat-heeled shoes, a tiny bag the kind girls wear with evening dresses. She was tallish with nice legs and medium sized, clearly seen breasts. She was wearing her blonde hair in a ponytail. The face was lovely with full lips and big eyes. All together she was irresistible for any male. Saying I liked her a lot is saying nothing. I was excited and my heart was racing.
When we were near enough, I adopted her pace of walking. She looked at me, and I smiled. She kept walking not paying any attention to me. You asshole, I thought to myself. I just kept strolling nearby, reducing the distance gradually. So, we spent about 3 minutes walking like this, and at some point the distance was minimal.
I was silent, just walking near her, about half a meter away, and from time to time we exchanged glances.
- Anything wrong?
I could feel her irritation.
I looked at her, smiled once more, and said:
- Hello.
- Could you please not walk near me, young man? Her irritation grew.
Everything was twisting and exploding inside me. I haven’t had such a feeling for quite a time.
- I understand that when people approach you at 1AM, they are most likely bums or looking for fast sex, but you can’t deny that someone can walk along the avenue just like you.
I seemed to touch some strings of her, this could be interest, so she was silent and listened to me.
- And it’s most likely that such people can meet in a place and just talk without any implications, before even getting to know each other.
That’s where I lost my grip, and she threw her reply at me:
- I don’t wanna talk with you.
I was too excited, and I can’t even describe the way I felt. I could not concentrate to talk calmly:
- I don’t like talking to everyone out there, too, so I admit you can object to talking to strangers. Thing is, when there are guys and girls, one has to give the other one at least one chance before jumping to conclusions. Otherwise, what’s the point of it all?
She looked straight ahead of her and smiled.
- Right, only one, she answered, not looking at me.
And she made a step forward.
August 6th, 2009 - Posted in Seduction and debauchery | |
