For me, it was the other way around... she took me to her house. The moment we got to the parking lot, I knew it would be a ONS, because girl was way too rich than I was.
I was driving an M235i, she was driving a GLE63s. She stayed in Hyde Park, I was staying in Midrand
She's was a solid 10, and had no child.
That day, I understood how those girls we normally picked at the club just to smash truly felt. That's not a nice experience at all
Men think women dress for them.
Dude please,
we dress according to our waxing schedules, periods, mood swings, location, season, matching shoes, matching bags, matching lipstick, availability of suitable underwear.
You're not even on that list, so chill.