This happened around 4years back, I was seeing someone else (it was new, though i am married to her now) and was not really sure of the relationship or probably was just commitment phobic.
Tinder was a new thing back then and I ended up downloading it to check out what it had to offer. After swiping for a few days, I had ended up matching with a few girls who were (to simply put) “a lil too hot for the city i lived in” (not that my city didnt have hot girls, its just that you wouldnt come across them so often).
So, getting down to it, one of the chics i matched with (let’s call her S) was a design student doing her post grads here and lived 15mins from my place. Now, for some reason i have always found people in artistic professions fun to talk to, their way of looking at things is simply intriguing. This woman was no different, infact I was downright lucky for having matched with her. Quirky, short (5ish), bust (36Ds), fair, confident and sexually open (not affraid to go out there and fuck her way to glory :p). She was a rare find.