To be clear, it wasn’t a truck that was moving, it was a truck used for moving lol. Though I’ll probably add that to my list of things to try.
So I was on tinder (pre covid), and looking for a quick hookup. It was around day 3 of a dry spell when I finally got a responsive match. Some girl nearby named Amanda. She looked pretty hot from her profile.
Her messages were odd though. Typically short and to the point, like she was upset. But she was pretty encouraging on us meeting, so I kept going. Still couldn’t shake the strange texts though.
After about an hour, she asks to meet, like right away. Like it would be urgent. I agreed. She asked me what I would be wearing, identifying features, etc. Strange. She told me what she would be wearing, and an exact place and time she would be waiting, and how long we had. I got those bad vibes again, but pussy is a hell of a drug. She said she “might” explain later.