You know you're an addict when this describes your situation.
That was the first time I was hoping I'd be ripped off. I gave the $140 cash for a hotel room upfront (turned into a motel when neither had a license), and I was hoping they would drive off with my money. I knew if they didn't I had no willpower to turn the encounter down. The one time you fully expect to be taken... the two Edit The Drgals actually get a room and have you come to it.
All in all, wasn't a bad time. I found the one on Seeking and she brought the friend - who could be a body double for my avatar. ALWAYS get a clear photo when a gal offers to bring a girlfriend. That being said, I accepted her toothless bbbj.
I had a different Seeking encounter go worst-case-scenario. Let's just say, some interlopers related to the date made it very uncomfortable. Not the date's fault per se, but still a disaster. (Good thing I had a different date - which went great - lined up for later that day.)
If you make it across a tight rope enough times, you forget falling is an option. I've had some pretty jarring falls recently, and now I look back and wonder how I made it across those tight ropes so many times, and never fell. Some of those ropes were very high, over rocky cliffs, with no net. Good thing I didn't realize falling was an option.
Tonight was a salvaged evening. Had a date cancel for the third time (she's out now - three ghostings is enough. I don't care how hot/youthful she is. You can only waste so many hotel reservations). To save the night, I saw a UTR I hadn't seen in a few months. A good reminder to appreciate the good ones we already have.
But, alas, the life of an addict. Always chasing that "next" great high...
... the reality is, there were Edit The Dr in that motel room at 3:30 a.m.