Nikki texted me out of the blue. “Hey,” was all it said. A couple months prior we went out a couple times, had sex, and she ghosted me. I liked her more than I should have, and I texted her back a few hours later. That night, we met for drinks and made out. Most importantly, we made plans to do dinner at my place in a couple days.
Nikki’s hair was dark brown with reddish highlights, and it fell below her shoulders. Other descriptors: 24 years old, 5’-7” tall, hazel eyes, and pale skin. She had a stud in her nose and several piercings in each ear. She took care of herself but also had curves – a combination I find very sexy. She had a punk/hipster vibe that I adore.
I’m Nikki’s opposite. My name’s Dylan. I work at an engineering firm and I fit the engineer stereotype to a T; I’m mild mannered, reserved, and average looking. I’m affable, but I lack charm. Here are my physicals: 5’-10” tall, 170 lbs, and hazel eyes. I was 27 years old at the time. I had bushy dark brown hair. My nose is large. I had a full beard and mustache that I kept nicely trimmed. I hit the gym regularly. I’m not buff, but I have definition. I have full but not super thick body hair, and thankfully no back or butt hair. Well ok there’s a patch between my shoulders and another at my lower back in the interest of full disclosure. My skin is pale.