This happened a few years ago in New York. I was in my mid 30s then and was active in the dating scene after ending a long relationship. Needless to say, I went a bit wild to get it all out of my system. This was one of those memorable experiences.
Stephanie was also in her 30s. Her profile was very mysterious, it had a blurred close up picture of her eye and a well written bio the explained why she just wanted a bit of fun after being recently single. I tend to be drawn to these kind of profiles. Her choice of words suggested she was intelligent, and the discreet photo meant she had something to hide… usually a slutty side that she wants to keep separate from her “normal” life.
After some flirting and exchange of phone numbers, we decided to meet in my neighborhood for a drink that weekend. Mind you, I still don’t know what she looked like at this point. But since I choose a bar near me, I figured the worst is having a cocktail at a bar I liked if I was ghosted, or meeting a woman who I’d have to politely say no to.