This happened in Bangalore. I connected with a tamil girl on Tinder. We were meeting up often for outings and sex. We usually get hookah too.
One Friday night at 1.30 pm, she calls me and asks me to come over to her place. Thinking that I’ll get lucky, I get a cab and rush to her place. Her house is on the first floor in a building in a residential area.
The building has a common staircase and connects to each floor. The staircase and her front door is connected by a long corridor by the road. Her front door is at the end of the corridor. The corridor has a small parapet wall, with grill designs in between.
I reach her front door and knocked, but she didn’t open. I became curious as to why she didn’t open the door.
Then, I called her. She picked up on the second ring. “Hey, Open the door, ” I asked her. She laughed, “Well, about that… Do you remember what you told me the last time we smoked up?”
I began to think but I couldn’t remember. I told her I didn’t know. She laughed again.