We met in line at the bank [MFF]

So, the main event happened about two years ago. The tangents I go on – possibly more like 7-10 years ago, so my memory is patchy and some of the exact chronology is off. Otherwise this is all true.

So, I was back in my home town after being abroad for about 3-4 years. I still had a local bank account. I had some time to kill so I thought I’d go to the local branch and check on its status. So I take a number and wait for my turn. To the left of me is… let’s call her Rose.

Rose I know for maybe about a decade. We were introduced by a common friend. She was dating a girl at the time. I was introduced to them as “my lesbian friends”. In time I found out she was not exactly lesbian. Now, Rose is short, mostly wears short hair, has an overall tomboyish look, but actually gives off a very sultry vibe. It’s hard to describe exactly why. She has broad cheeks and a soft, kind face, with rather sort of dark/deep eye-sockets, kind of like the Dechanel sisters. She also had a moderately deep, raspy voice, and her manner of speaking made it sound quite sexy. When I think about her, I imagine her asking some provocative question. Her body was… soft :) Not sure how else to describe it. Not skinny, or toned, or even chubby. Just a bit less than chubby. The eyes and the voice, though…

[MFM] with friend and stranger we picked up at the bar

I am a guy, 37 y/o right now. This happened about 3 years ago when I was 34. I’m gonna make this kind of long, because I find the whole situation of it entertaining. And also because the details is how you know this shit is not made up ;)

I had recently moved to a new city in a new (European) country and I did not have many friends. People in said country were kind of cold, boring and hard to make friends with. I’d host couch-surfers to make my social life more varied. And there was also this one guy I knew from before that I’d hang out with. He seemed pretty social and a bit of a party animal and we got along, but we were not very close friends. So this happened on one of these weekends when I was hosting a couch surfer and we also met up with my friend. A pretty wild night of partying, honestly. The couch-surfer wanted to go to clubs and also procured us some party-related psychoactive substances. Dancing ensues at a grimy techno club that only opens past 2 AM. The couch-surfer eventually left, cuz she had an early flight to catch. Eventually the club closes, way past dawn, and we are hearing people talk of an after-party at someone’s house. My friend has the inside scoop. He is talking to some girl that seems to know where the party is.