What was this all about?

[Iwillnot]

This was a long time ago.

I was home after a club 25 years ago and a girl asked me if I wanted to go to her hotel. It was 10 miles away.

We got there and there were 2 single beds.

I didn't speak to her. I had a fag out of the window and we were just in silence.

She was laid on one bed and I laid on the other. It got to about 5am and she said her friend would be back.

I left. Went to the train station and had to wait hours for a train.

What was that about. I went somewhere to lay on a bed. She asked me back there and nothing.

[BoopBoopBeep]

Because you were smoking in the window instead of making a move and you didn't even talk to her. A chick invites you back to her hotel room after the club you should be swapping sweat inside the first five minutes. She didn't call you there to get your opinion on pointillism vs interpretist art. What that was all about was you cockblocked yourself and gave real clear "i'm not interested in you" vibes, which is kind of a dick move after going home with her because you cockblocked her as well.

[Iwillnot]

How was I supposed to know. It was before the internet. I hadn't spoken to anyone outside of parents. I didn't mix with children in school. I did my own thing. On my own. I didn't have friends. I locked myself away teaching myself to be a world class musician from a child onwards. I don't like hanging around with other people. I like to do my own thing. My way. I never learnt any social skills and I had no idea. I didn't even look at people. When she asked me, I was walking in the street. She walked over to me in the street and asked me. I had no idea about girls. I didn't grow up with peers. Just me playing guitar with me dad. I never spoke to anyone ever. I didn't know girls liked sex. I thought they thought men were disgusting. And I remember old films when a bloke tried it on and they slapped them in horror.
I thought girls reluctantly had sex to keep partner happy or to have children.
I didn't know what to say because I hadn't spoken to people outside of home.
I'm wearing 2" Cuban heels so I'm 6.5" and might scare her.
I'm in a hotel room with someone who asked me back when just seeing me on the street so how does she know I'm not a murderer.
I have zero experience in talking to anyone. I respect women and didn't want to look like a scum bag and try it on if she actually invited me back to keep her company.
So I thought I would let her dictate what happened. She didn't

[BoopBoopBeep]

Well, for future reference, she never invites you back to keep her company

[JackCarter]

Seems like she dared to ask you out but couldn't muster the courage to make the first move and hoped that you would do that...

[Iwillnot]

I didn't know how. I have never spoken to anyone. I kept to myself. I didn't have social skills. I didn't interact with anyone. Ever.
I didn't know girls liked sex. I grew up just me and parents. I didn't know what to say, why she asked me and didn't want to look a pervert.

[JackCarter]

Understandable...

[Jazzy54]

Wow. This experience must’ve really made an impact on you if you’re still thinking about it over a quarter century later. Anyway, sounds like she wanted to have sex with you but changed her mind.

[Iwillnot]

It's happened 100s of times.
I've had girls ask to sleep in my single bed instead of taking a taxi and I've stayed awake the whole night half out of the bed. I had to have one arm bracing again side drawers to stop me falling out so I didn't touch in to them.
If I touched on to them they would think I was a pervert.

[devilish-cutie]

maybe she wnted threesome with you and a friend or she was just drunk and hanging out

[msc545]

She was waiting for you to begin something, and apparently you didn't.