I was not sure how interesting my experience with Cassie was so I told a few people and they said people would probably love to hear about it.
I was working at a sandwich shop while attending community college in Austin. There were always hot girls coming in to get food and I did my best to try and make conversation with them with mixed results. Many of the girls were from an upper class background and I guess the thought of dating or even going out with the guy from the sandwich shop was not something they were interested in.
Not to be deterred, I worked on a few of the girls building some sexual tension and letting them know I was interested but not interested enough to ask them out or break my schedule or to actually deliver their food. One of the girls I enjoyed talking to was Cassie a tan, petite, brunette tennis player who liked tuna sandwiches and wore the shortest shorts I had ever seen. She was amazing looking and with no doubt the best looking girl I met during my college years.
After establishing some rapport with Cassie and getting some definite signs of interest from her I tried asking her out, not even on a date just to meet me at a restaurant close to the school. Cassie sent me a few text messages saying she would go but changed her mind both times and I did not bother to ask a third time. She still came into the sandwich shop a few days a week and I figured what the hell and decided to continue to be nice to her, still worked the sexual tension game and talked to her but eventually I actually deleted her number on my phone so I would not be tempted to call her.
Cassie was still cool with me and although neither of us mentioned the broken dates we both were a little stand-offish and I figured that was the end of it so I moved on to a few other girls I was going out with. Cassie came in the sandwich shop one day with an older guy. At first, they did not seem like they were together but after they sat down outside I could see that guy pull her top back so he could look in at her boobs. I was thinking he was either a sugar daddy, or something like that; he was a good-looking guy but too old for a boyfriend. Whatever was going on there Cassie barely talked to me and I just figured OK don’t rub it in bitch.
About a week after that happened I got a text from a number that I did not recognize, the text just said, “Hey can you meet me later.” I had no idea who sent it and guessed it was another employee at the sandwich shop who got my number. I did not answer the text for a while and asked a few other employees if they knew who this number belonged to. After about four hours the number came up as a phone call and it was Cassie. I was shocked and said I had got the message late and was just getting ready to answer. She told me she needed some help with a school project and asked if I could meet her at a friend’s house after I got off work at 11 pm and would text me the address.