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I stepped in the nook of the apartment building next door, just to see Serena walk by at the appointed meeting time. I believe you can tell a lot by watching someone without them knowing. Not maliciously, but just satisfies my curiosity.
I saw her and she just came and stood in front of the entrance to the bar, exactly on time: one big plus for her. Staring at her iPhone for possible text messages, she had the build that I like in a woman. Skinny but with enough curves, and she was also wearing these black tights that I like that highlight these curves. Perfect! I showed up with a big smile and we walked in and sat at the bar: she was game with that, and not snobby at all, but instead very casual: One more big plus for her, as I like unpretentious people. In this way it was just like meeting an old college friend. We talked about her SD experiences, mainly because I like asking about these things, being the gossiper that I am. Also talked about the lack of maturity of some 19 year old SB's. We laughed a whole lot with each other, at ourselves, and the various personal situations we were describing to each other.
One drink came after the other, she was getting wasted, and I was following right behind her. Incidentally, maybe because I am getting older, I notice the effects of alcohol faster.. Does that make sense?

I was a bit nervous, which in this context doesn't make sense for me because I rarely get nervous around women. But somehow, she knew all about me and my most intimate thoughts and stories from the past. So she knew what a character I was, and I didn't know anything about her. She had the advantage. I found that just a bit 'scary' and admitted as much to her, but mostly alluring in the same time.
I found her interesting and paid attention to everything she was saying about her upbringing, some past boyfriends, and past situations she encountered. She was adorable, definitely worth pinching her cheeks, and I just wanted to do whatever I could to help her out if she was in a bind. She is smart and has a good mind, but I get the feeling she doesn't give herself enough credit. What a shame.

Anyway, after I paid for drinks, I told her that I would like to continue discussing all this further. She nodded her head positively, so we left, found a romantic bed and breakfast place nearby, the Irving Inn, and had some great sex. All the while they were playing this great jazz music from the 40's and 50's, like Duke Ellington's 'Cocktails for 2' for example.

I felt natural, passionate and in tune with her, not an arrangement or pretense at all. She said she had another SD already, and they planned to have an exclusivity discussion in a few days. While lying on the bed I told her what a great derriere she had (thank you Jo Pilates!) and too bad its taken. She said 'Yeah'. Hmmm, I guess in her mind it was taken indeed. A couple of times I hinted we should see us again, but she responded she needed to have this talk with her 50 year old SD. I felt somewhat saddened, and one upped. I generally leave my emotions out of this SD 'thing of ours' but in this case, because this whole date was so real with no specific 'sugar' discussions or demands on her part I was transported to the non-SD universe, which is a place I have not visited in quite a long time. I got her a taxi and told her once again not to be a stranger but to stay in touch.

I was thinking about her the next day, but waited a while before I texted some private thoughts to her. And I was thrilled when she texted back 'I think I want to see you again'.