How Is My CF3 Doing?

This girl which I will call CF3 (Current Favorite #3) is probably the prettiest girl I've ever dated. She is just among the best girl I've ever seen in my whole life and I think she is going to be my ATF.

Roll back a few weeks. I got a text message from her saying she will be working that night, she wants to see me and have fun with her. It has been several weeks since I saw her so that text was the definitely good. Not a bad thing, definitely good to see her that night.

In my mind, my strategy was basically have fun with her and not take the conversation to anything that would eventually lead to a date. Simply because I am happy with my CF2, but I'm not going to talk about my CF2, that's another writeup later.

We ended the night with the conversation of her wanting to know more about me, so she said she wants to see me outside, go out for a stroll or maybe walk-in into a pub and just talk. That idea did not come from me, she just blurted it out and I simply said yes to that.

Fast forward to the present. This happened a few days ago, I was inside Starbucks on Morrison and 4th, waiting. Sipping my Cafe Latte grande, my cellphone screen showed her text message saying she is now standing at the corner of this and that. I walked out and met her at the corner of that intersection.

I wasn't even dressed to the nines, Rick Duggan style. I simply wore a nice tshirt fit for a cool night weather.

I did not bring anything, not even a plan on how things would go down. It's going to be Zen-style. That's pretty much it. I will be free of any outcome.

I couldn't even wait for the light to turn, I simply crossed the street with the excitement of meeting her for the first time outside the club. I hugged her so tight and stared at her beautiful eyes for five seconds. Oh man, she's the most beautiful face my eyes have ever seen this close. I was so excited that moment. Her face is just so smooth and flawless, I was like staring at the face of a goddess. Yeah, she is that pretty.

We walked a few minutes along the 4th street. I told her it was all about her, where she wants to go and how she wants the date to roll. I guess she was also excited about our meeting that we simply decided to go to the pub right in front of us. We sat at the table close to the window and we just had this interesting conversation about her life and mine.

I felt very happy just sitting next to her. Listening to her story which I would admit is simply not a good story. I don't want to write it here because it will sound like the typical stripper-boyfriend relationship. She's done with him now, though I know that is simply stripper shit.

When it was time to go, I walked her to her car, gave her a big hug and another super big kiss.

Just so you know, yes you, you smarty pants here know that she is a stripper. I know full well who I'm dealing with here. I may be singing praises of her but deep down inside my heart she is a stripper who knows how to hustle.

Also, something happened between us already, it's just not 100% fully consummated. I don't have any plans of going all the way yet. Where it is now is just perfectly fine.

Text messages from her which basically started like zero is now going up. She sent me a text yesterday saying she was thinking about me and I should at least answer her messages right away.

It's working,

Be patient. She's gonna be fine.