Bro, no lie, true story.
Me and my buddy Pablo, while both looking young and beautiful, headed into Lloyd Center from the top parking level by Billy Heartbeats. We had smoked a blunt like 10 minutes before so, needless to say, I was feelin' myself. I'm 26 at the time. Fresh haircut, Polo cologne, black leather jacket, Calvin Klein jeans, all ICY white K-Swiss....
CLEAN. ADONAL. FOYLE.
And this is why I don't know what age looks like, and I always check ID.
A young lady was sitting on the bench as we head in to the food court. She was BAD.... I won't even explain how fine she was because my words wouldn't be able to describe her, but I can see her face right now... She used her pinky to motion me over. I looked at Pablo, gave him a wink, and happily obliged. She said to me:
"You're very attractive".
"Wow, thank you", I say. "Ya know, you're not so bad yourself", I responded with a Colgate smile.
"Who are you?", She says while biting her bottom lip. I bite mine too and say, "I'm Damany". "I'm Alicia", she said while looking me up and down. She asked me if I had a girlfriend. I told the truth when I said, "No, maybe we just met though... But I need one thing thing from you... I need you to tell me that you are over 18".
"I'm 17", she says.
I put my hand out to shake her hand. She grasps mine and while maintaining eye contact, I sadly say:
"It was nice to meet you Alicia, you have a good day ok?"
I distraught for a couple of reasons:
- Being very attracted to an underage girl.
- Feeling like she was moving very fast for such a young kid, and that somebody was going to eventually take advantage of that.
I literally had to remove myself from the situation.