to the story

So I mentioned that I talked to someone about latex and that I'd tell the story... so here comes the story.

About a month ago I was contacted by a friend of a friend about learning some dance stuff. I met with the girl, but noticed we ended up talking more than dancing. By the end she gave me her number. Over the course of the next few weeks I taught her dance a couple more times, however we ended up hanging out way more frequently.

After some time I started to recognize that I was becoming increasingly attracted to her, from her independence, to her ability to make me laugh, to her willingness to basically do and say anything. Last week, after realizing that I was attracted to her, I made the decision to tell her how I felt. I figured that the feeling wasn't mutual, so I thought I might as well get it out there and know for sure. So that way I'd be able to move on after said conversation. Furthermore, given her personality, I knew that she would be able to handle me telling her that I liked her, without making things awkward.

So one night we decided to hang out, but she insisted that we do something outside. I ended up packing up a jacket and a blanket.
We found ourselves in a closed park around 11pm talking about sex. I figured that it would be a good topic to segue into telling her how I felt. However, for whatever reason I let the subject drag and drag and drag, while I did I laid down on the blanket and tried to inch myself closer and closer to her. I also noticed that I was doing nearly all the talking. I ended up divulging nearly all my sex secrets/encounters without her saying barely anything. I nearly told her about latex, but then caught myself, cause I figured I didn't want to scare her off or totally weird her out before saying what I originally wanted to say. However, she detected that there were a few things that I was holding back.. so she basically forced me to finish my story, so I told her that she'd have to answer a question of mine before I finished my story.

I ended up burying my face in the blanket while reluctantly telling her about my latex fetish, but before she reacted I made her answer my question; which was, "are you at all attracted to me?" Which was just a cowardly way of saying that I was attracted to her.
With eyes closed and face down I was waiting for the awkward silence to begin denoting her disinterest when she I felt her fingers combing through my hair.
"yeah, I am actually."

We hooked up for a few minutes, then shortly after she asked me the usual questions about latex, "so, are you turned on by condoms?"
"no"
"latex gloves?"
"no... look, don't even try to guess -"
I wound into a long discussion about sexuality, fetishes, and things that are similar to latex that could ultimately give her some idea as to what I was talking about. She seemed interested in it, however it was getting late and we were getting cold. So we kissed a bit more then she drove me back to my car and was off.

Since then we've seen each other a few more times and she has sent me tons of text messages, most of which involving latex related innuendos, however we're still yet to do anything of that nature... and honestly, I don't expect to, largely cause the more I learn about her, the more I realize that this is going to be a short-lived engagement.
Anyway, that was the story! =P