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Originally Posted by kscarrol
Come on mans, this is leaking out like lost Clinton emails!
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I met a woman on 6th Street in Austin. It was in a super-cheesy club that no longer exists. She approached me and I wouldn't do anything, because I was already chatting up another girl that was at the table I was sitting at.
She actually found that admirable, and gave me her number. Yay, chivalry?
Nothing happened with the girl I was talking to.
But I kept the other girl's number.
Our first date, I had a hickey on my neck (different story) that I tried to hide. She finally saw it, and that was awkward. We had drinks, and that was it, I didn't think I'd ever see her again.