we met at a pizza/pub at 4:30. i had gotten there early because i was hungry, by the time he got there i'd already finished eating. i thought it was a drinks date anyway. he ordered dinner, oops, and i ordered a non alcoholic beer. he launched into typical getting to know a stranger questions. what kind of music do you like? what do you do for fun? you know, the basics. he then started telling me all about his life, what he does. lot's of talking which was fine because i was feeling quiet. maybe it was nervous talking, i don't know.
he's handsome. about 5'10", slender, defined jaw, blue eyes. i like the way he dresses too (superficial yes). he was wearing a maroon cowboy shirt with checkered pants and a grandpa hat. he's very active in the art world, bay area circles, and has a million things going on. he's in a large gallery show right now, is working on an art/performance event, writing art reviews and teaching. he has an "art star" aura about him and may be a bit cocky.
there was some awkward silence when it was time to go. he made some nasty sexual comments, to test the waters i think. in front of the restaurant he pulled me close, grabbed the back of my hair and asked me if i wanted him to fuck me. then kissed me. i have to say it was unexpected and i was taken aback...not sure whether i liked it or was turned on...
i'm not sure if this will happen, i'm a bit unsure and i believe he is too. it's no big deal if it doesn't.
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