Day 48/360: Date with Hell Girl at House

I went to pick up Hell Girl from her place. We went on an adventure date, she had a lot of fun.

I took her to a raw food restaurant. She didn’t like the food because she’s unadventurous and lame. She also didn’t bring cash, so I had to pay for her meal. We went to a comic book store, then a vintage clothing store, then the library.

In the middle of the date her friends called and said they might be driving in. Hell Girl wasn’t sure where we were going, so she put me on. I took the phone, vaguely told her friend the plan to prevent her friend from meeting up with us, then handed the phone back.

Instead of going to the club I got her in the hot tub. She refused to strip so I pulled her into the hot tub, knowing she had a change of clothes. I turned off her phone while she wasn’t looking. I escalated, kissed, kissed her neck and bit her ear. She kept pulling away. I moved my hands toward her boobs and pussy but she pulled away and pulled my hands away repeatedly.

She said she didn’t know me, so I stopped leaned back, stopped escalating, and shared my identity. (She was talkative so I had to frame control to get my words in. She pulled toward me. So I kept sharing my identity without escalating. We stayed there for over four hours.

I realized she was trying to put me in the provider role, having me pay for food, giving her rides, and withholding sex.

We went to my room to watch a movie. I tried to escalate but she was sleepy and reiterated that she wanted to take it slow. She fell asleep.

Even though I only drank three glasses of champagne with vodka (and much of it was spilled while she wasn’t looking) I had a hangover because I drank on an empty stomach. My tolerance is teh suck.

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