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Play Rehearsal, semi-professional setting
Monique - 19, 8/10, beautiful, slim-fine local theater actress appeared more conservative than my taste.
This is the first interaction in a while that I've botched that I look back on with confusion (it gets to the botching in the next segment.), but she was a professional liar like myself so I suppose that may have affected it haha. The whole affair began when I arrived early to the first rehearsal for a play I had been cast in, there were only a few people there, so I excused myself for a cigarette while we waited for the others. As I was sitting she walked up and asked me for the time, which I gave her and afterwards introduced myself and asked if she was here for the production. We exchanged some mildly flirty banter for a bit, and then walked back in, and proceeded with the rehearsal. After it was over I asked what she was doing after and she said nothing, but as we were organizing plans it began to pour, and she said she really needed to get home, so I kissed her, and told her we should do something later on in the week. We exchanged numbers and she said she would text me about her schedule.
to be continued...
Monique - 19, 8/10, beautiful, slim-fine local theater actress appeared more conservative than my taste.
This is the first interaction in a while that I've botched that I look back on with confusion (it gets to the botching in the next segment.), but she was a professional liar like myself so I suppose that may have affected it haha. The whole affair began when I arrived early to the first rehearsal for a play I had been cast in, there were only a few people there, so I excused myself for a cigarette while we waited for the others. As I was sitting she walked up and asked me for the time, which I gave her and afterwards introduced myself and asked if she was here for the production. We exchanged some mildly flirty banter for a bit, and then walked back in, and proceeded with the rehearsal. After it was over I asked what she was doing after and she said nothing, but as we were organizing plans it began to pour, and she said she really needed to get home, so I kissed her, and told her we should do something later on in the week. We exchanged numbers and she said she would text me about her schedule.
to be continued...