Halloween: Date II

Friday night I went to dinner with Halloween at Ping Pong Dim Sum in Chinatown. I'm not sure why I'm surprised, but I had a pretty good time.

Halloween and I met at the bar around 9pm. She's even smaller than I remember. I saw Halloween walking over to me and she had on tight jeans and huge high heels and she was still just a little over 5', and she must not weigh more than a hundred pounds. I gave her a kiss and as she had a seat next to me at the bar I thought "She's even smaller than Tiny", which would turn out to be funny later.

For the most part dinner went well. Conversation was good in that we didn't struggle for things to talk about. She's very bright and easy to talk to. I noticed that she's either a little shy or reticent to talk about herself. If I asked her a question about herself she would give a very short answer then redirect the conversation to me. I like to be the one asking questions, not answering them, so this was a little uncomfortable for me.

After dinner we got a drink at a bar down the street. She got a little more talkative after a couple of cocktails and mentioned that she did a lot of traveling with her family, and also said something about her dad paying for a condo for her while she was in school in NYC because she didn't want to live in a dorm. That combined with a few other things she mentioned lead me to believe that she comes from a very wealthy family and that she's "daddy's little girl". I'm not holding this against her. There are a lot of very wealthy people out there and I'm sure it's hard to turn down certain things if they are offered to you. I have a lot of respect for people who have the strength and convictions to forge their own path, though. I mention it only because it came up several times.

While at the bar Halloween told me that between college and grad school she spent a year in DC working for a small company in a field that is mostly unrelated to what she does now. I asked what it was she did and when she explained the company it sounded very familiar. When I asked the name of the firm she told me and it was the same company Tiny used to work for. Halloween asked "Why, do you know them?" and I said that I had a few friends that work there. I rattled off two names with Tiny's lodged in between but she didn't know them. It wouldn't have mattered if they knew each other, it's just an example of how small this city really is.

At midnight Halloween said that she was going to NYC in the morning and that she should probably be heading home to pack, which ranks right up there with "I have to wash my hair" and "I need to rearrange my sock drawer". I called her out on this and she said she really did need to pack, but if I didn't mind waking up at 7am I could come over for a night-cap while she packed then spend the night. So we caught a cab and headed to her place.

Halloween lives in a studio in Adam's Morgan. On the way over she told me she wasn't expecting company and that her place was a mess. Her place was nice, and pretty clean aside from clothes thrown all over the place, which I wouldn't hold against anyone.

Side Note:
I've noticed that there are three books you will find in almost all chick's bookcases: The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, The Girl Who Played With Matches, and Memoirs of a Geisha. A Long Way Gone: memoirs of a boy soldier and Water for Elephants are tied for fourth place.

Halloween gave me a drink and I sat on her couch while she finished packing. At 1:30 she took all the little pillows off her bed and said "Bedtime, get in there" and motioned towards the bed. I went to the bathroom and and when I came out the lights were off and she was getting under the covers. I sat on the edge of the bed and turned and started to say "Sorry, I don't have any underwear on..." because I didn't want her to freak out when I stripped down, but when I started to talk she ripped off her t-shirt and then flung her underwear across the room onto a pile of clothes on a chair. My lack of underwear wasn't going to be an issue.

We fooled around a little then I started to move to go down on her. She stopped me and said "No, let me do you", then kind of forcefully tossed me onto my back, which I'm all for, obviously. She went down on me, swallowed, then I reciprocated.

I'm not great at telling when girls come, I can't always pick up on the subtle nuances between "that feels nice" and a full-blown orgasm. I'm always afraid I'm going to stop too soon, and consequently usually go on too long. I was down there for a long time and was starting to get frustrated because I wasn't getting any feedback. Then I felt the bed vibrating a little. The vibrating picked up, then morphed into a tremor, then she started to convulse a little. Again, not wanting to stop too early I kept on going until Halloween clamped her knees together, which I took as my signal to stop.

When I came up for air Halloween said "I don't want to lead you on, but I can't sleep with you tonight". That's kind of a strange thing to say at that moment, but I was fine with it. Of course I would have preferred to have sex, but a great blowjob isn't a bad consolation prize.