Here's a fun one that happened recently.
Started texting w/ a SB. She was down to meet me at a bar in my neighborhood, if I sent her a car. The address was for a Taco Bell in the Bronx. She's white or light skin latina, mid-20s, skinny. This is was around 8pm on a weeknight. We chat on the phone quickly to confirm plans (she called me), she sounds kinda hood but I don't care.
While she's in the Lyft she texts me if I have any weed. I said I'd bring her some. I'd bring her half of an old pre-roll.
We met at the bar, had a round of drinks. She's cute and chill enough. But her handbag is filled with plastic bags which also contains various things. I suggest we go to my place around the block so we can smoke the j. I didn't realize at the time she's rocking grey sweatpants.
We smoke and chill at my place. She was shy in asking for ppm. I place 2 roses in her bag. We make out on my bed but she wants to shower.
Let me tell you I have never seen a girl actively wash her hair with me in a shower besides a long-term gf / ex. We do the deed in the shower, then back on my bed. It was okay.
She stayed over, slept like a rock next to me.
We're both up early. She wants breakfast. I cook her everything I had -- toast and bacon. I even had to hide the last slice of bacon from her.
It was raining that morning. I had to give her an umbrella. Luckily I only steal umbrellas but still.
She also wanted more weed. I give her a couple of nuggets of a premo brand. Felt like this was a mob shakedown. Just wanted her out of my apt.
Before she left I overheard her conversation on the phone. She was whispering to the person "Yes I still need the bed. I'm coming back today."
I put her in a Lyft back to the Taco Bell in the Bronx. There is a shelter on the block I found out.
I wish her well. But honestly I don't prefer to ppm homeless women.