It was a Friday afternoon, a baking hot day in Warsaw. I was sat on one of the benches in the Palace of Culture gardens shooting the shit with the Chesire Cat. I’d pretty much given up for the day as it was around 6pm and I was trying to persuade him to come to the pub with me for a beer.
We saw a thin red head with long wavy red hair thrown over one shoulder, like Jessica Rabbit, wearing black wedges, tight black leather pants, a tight black top and a black leather jacket. She had white skin and dark eye make-up, she looked filthy. He said “you have to do that one!”
I jolted up off the bench and made chase as she was walking quite fast. I opened and her eyes spazzed immediately. She tried to keep walking and walked past me with a huge smile but a confused look on her face. I stayed rooted to the spot, motioned her to slow down with my hands and she stopped and walked back towards me.
I told her she was pretty, like a gothic Jessica Rabbit with the flowing red hair over one shoulder. She had no idea who this was but giggled anyway. We chatted for a couple of minutes but she was in a hurry to catch a train. I took her facebook.
The texting was easy, I sent her a photo of Jessica Rabbit, a few back and forths and set up a date for the following Wednesday. She text me on Monday to cancel for Wednesday. My date for Tuesday also cancelled so I text her on the day to ask if she was free that evening. She was.
I met her at 9pm. She turned up in an almost identical outfit but with even more make-up on. She looked filthy and I really wanted to bang her.
I took her to the same two venues, Sloik and Sultan club before bouncing back to my place.
At the first venue she was very nervous and fidgety. She ordered a gin and tonic, went to pour the tonic in and spilled half of it over the table. I asked her if she was ok, she said she had a crazy day, that’s all.
In venue two I found out that she regularly takes Acid, “not all the time, just 3 or 4 times a week”. RED FLAG.
Every time I touched her initially, her body would spasm. She told me she wasn’t used to new people touching her. RED FLAG.
She told me she had 4 personalities, I was currently speaking to the 3rd one. RED FLAG
After a few gins, about 20 cigarettes and a couple of shots of vodka she stopped spasming when I touched her. I kissed her and she was into it.
Shortly after this I suggested we got back to mine for a glass of wine. “Hang on, you’re now talking to my 4th personality, she says yes”. In hindsight this was probably another red flag, but I took it as green at the time.
We got back, I poured wine, she chose some classical music and we had a couple of sips of wine before the clothes were off and we were having wild sex.
She had several tattoos, all of them related to witch craft. When I touched them her entire body would vibrate and she would drawl some sort of mantra under her breath.
“Is that Polish?!” I enquired.
“No, it’s witch language”
This girl was properly crazy but I found it very sexy.
I’ve left a lot of details out of this post because most of it, you have heard before, the rest of it is too crazy to share publicly…