I had been talking to this girl for a couple days and we finally decided to go out. She seemed a little crazy/hyper but I thought it would be really fun. She was way hotter then any other girl I had met on the site too.
We met at Dave and Busters for some good old fashioned fun. That wasnt crazy enough for her so after that, she still wanted to party and suggested we go to a strip club. I thought that was a little strange and a bit intense for a first date but she was cool and really into it so I figured why not.
We got to the club and long story short, she was way more into it then I was. So much so I bought her a lap dance. When it was over she excused herself to go to the bathroom. Upon her return she apologized and said she had an accident and had to clean herself up. I was pretty tipsy and not sure I understood and I must have given her a weird look, but her reaction, was just her looking back at me and saying “yea, its what you think”. Um, this chic was a dude?! I can still only assume that is what she (or he) meant.
For some reason this didnt totally freak me the hell out. I mean, we were having a good time and this chic was kinda crazy and showing me a great time. So I went with it. But after leaving the club, her friend who she was supposed to take a train home with called and said she left already on the last train. I wasnt going to leave her stranded so I offered my bed and I would sleep on the couch.
When we got home I went to the bathroom and when I came out, this person had half their body hanging outside my window trying to sneek in a bowl hit. She had a bowl and pot in her purse and thought I wouldnt notice half her body outside my window smoking it? Well she ended up dropping some into the childrens playground below. I debating going to get it but it was just too rediculous of a night so I just went to my living room and passed out. I woke up the next day, date was gone, and we never spoke again.