This story didn't just happen to me two months ago, but it's still current. Late March, I went to a work event, a drag like they usually are, but you have to be present and put on the best face of 'everything is great' even though I was freaking out inside 'what the hell am I doing here?'. The event ends, people get up from their seats, and all the murmuring starts as different groups form to chat. I leave quickly because I'm not sociable when I want to. I arrive on the sidewalk, about to get into my car, and see a red truck with a white dress pants drawing an infernal ass and a perfect neckline looking both ways down the sidewalk. I become a fool, get into the car and don't start it, take time to see if she was coming for her or at least know why she was taking so long to leave. Obviously with the hope of being able to take her somewhere and having time to get some information out of her...and you guys understand. Pass 2.5, 10 minutes and I'm walking in circles from one side to the other, or standing firm, and it's calling my attention a lot, so I decide to approach her. I pull half my body out of the car and yell.And, Miss, excuse me, I had a call and I got delayed to leave but see that you're not leaving, can I catch up with you somewhere?
Let's call her Laura
L- No no, many thanks. They have to take me to go out.
And okay, but it's not good that she stays there for so long, anyone who sees her can see how unprotected she is, I don't know if he saw me, but we left the same event, I won't do anything to him, trust me, let me take her.
Hesitated for a few moments and...
L - It seems my friend was running late, but (I interrupt)
And just then, don't stay there and take advantage of the free ride. I threw a small joke to break the ice, and get in confidence.
L - Okay, fine, but where are you going? I don't want to take you too far off track
And no problem, Where are you going?
L - I to Liniers
And I'm on Horseback, look how just.
Lie, it was a bait for him to think I was close, but I'm in the northern zone.
L - Ahh that's good then (started and came to the car).We introduce ourselves, stop respecting each other so much and start using nicknames. The trip was normal, we got to know each other, routine chat, until she tells me in a moment that besides working at that place, she is a CM (Community Manager)... And what good vibe, I want to learn, or so, I took one of those courses that advertise on Instagram, I finished it but I don't dare leave. Could you give me some classes to make me feel more secure?
L - Ah yeah, obvious. You're really drunk, why not?
And what a good vibe, I love that, I adore football and always imagine doing flyers to some player, having their cellphones and chatting with them...
L - Oh how nice that is! Yes, when would you like to start?
And so fast do you tell me that? Let me settle my ideas, Laura (laughs)
L- Ah, I didn't mean for you to feel pressured, sorry.
And - Noooo, no, it was just a joke, everything is fine. (thoughtful silence) Does Friday seem okay to you?
L - Friday I can't, but Saturday I can receive you at home if it's okay with you.I smelled weird for nothing, like they invited me to their house, but I also went many times to English teachers' houses, so I said between myself 'I'm flashing and it's not weird at all'...And... do you want to come to my place? If so, there's no drama... tell me how much you're going to charge for the classes and if I have it, I'll pay you now for the first one.
L - Pay? No, it's cool. Look if I'm going to charge you for something you already know. The only thing I'll do is make you feel safe about leaving.The conversation continued without other moments related to this story, we arrived, exchanged cell phones, it was Wednesday and Saturday was very far away for me to see her again. In the following days, we kept getting to know each other, she told me she has a boyfriend, but he's working in Australia until June, and then came Friday, the day before I would see her again. We were messaging, always I with the excuse of class or what programs he works on, as a pretext to talk to her, and she says...
L- Do you want to come tomorrow afternoon or night?
And - What's different? Tell me yourself.I didn't know how to respond because the question sounded strange to me, and I kicked the ball in front of me, to see how it would come back.It seems better to me at the last hour of the afternoon, so I'll skip class and then invite you over for dinner at my place, I'll cook.I finally understood that he didn't just want to give me classes, there was something more...but I doubted it because he had talked so much about his boyfriend and it was clear he missed him.
It's Saturday, I rent a car and head out to his place...
I'll write part 2 now for those who have made it this far, I won't make you wait days or put in dots. Go find it on my profile but I'm not leaving without giving you a preview of what's coming.
Let's call her Laura
L- No no, many thanks. They have to take me to go out.
And okay, but it's not good that she stays there for so long, anyone who sees her can see how unprotected she is, I don't know if he saw me, but we left the same event, I won't do anything to him, trust me, let me take her.
Hesitated for a few moments and...
L - It seems my friend was running late, but (I interrupt)
And just then, don't stay there and take advantage of the free ride. I threw a small joke to break the ice, and get in confidence.
L - Okay, fine, but where are you going? I don't want to take you too far off track
And no problem, Where are you going?
L - I to Liniers
And I'm on Horseback, look how just.
Lie, it was a bait for him to think I was close, but I'm in the northern zone.
L - Ahh that's good then (started and came to the car).We introduce ourselves, stop respecting each other so much and start using nicknames. The trip was normal, we got to know each other, routine chat, until she tells me in a moment that besides working at that place, she is a CM (Community Manager)... And what good vibe, I want to learn, or so, I took one of those courses that advertise on Instagram, I finished it but I don't dare leave. Could you give me some classes to make me feel more secure?
L - Ah yeah, obvious. You're really drunk, why not?
And what a good vibe, I love that, I adore football and always imagine doing flyers to some player, having their cellphones and chatting with them...
L - Oh how nice that is! Yes, when would you like to start?
And so fast do you tell me that? Let me settle my ideas, Laura (laughs)
L- Ah, I didn't mean for you to feel pressured, sorry.
And - Noooo, no, it was just a joke, everything is fine. (thoughtful silence) Does Friday seem okay to you?
L - Friday I can't, but Saturday I can receive you at home if it's okay with you.I smelled weird for nothing, like they invited me to their house, but I also went many times to English teachers' houses, so I said between myself 'I'm flashing and it's not weird at all'...And... do you want to come to my place? If so, there's no drama... tell me how much you're going to charge for the classes and if I have it, I'll pay you now for the first one.
L - Pay? No, it's cool. Look if I'm going to charge you for something you already know. The only thing I'll do is make you feel safe about leaving.The conversation continued without other moments related to this story, we arrived, exchanged cell phones, it was Wednesday and Saturday was very far away for me to see her again. In the following days, we kept getting to know each other, she told me she has a boyfriend, but he's working in Australia until June, and then came Friday, the day before I would see her again. We were messaging, always I with the excuse of class or what programs he works on, as a pretext to talk to her, and she says...
L- Do you want to come tomorrow afternoon or night?
And - What's different? Tell me yourself.I didn't know how to respond because the question sounded strange to me, and I kicked the ball in front of me, to see how it would come back.It seems better to me at the last hour of the afternoon, so I'll skip class and then invite you over for dinner at my place, I'll cook.I finally understood that he didn't just want to give me classes, there was something more...but I doubted it because he had talked so much about his boyfriend and it was clear he missed him.
It's Saturday, I rent a car and head out to his place...
I'll write part 2 now for those who have made it this far, I won't make you wait days or put in dots. Go find it on my profile but I'm not leaving without giving you a preview of what's coming.
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