Kali and I agreed to meet up again two weeks after our first outing... we texted, chatted on Facebook and tweeted each other in the subsequent time and it was all very flirty, light-hearted and fun.
We once more decided to converge on Camden Town on another Saturday night... as I recall Kali arrived a little late at the station! Her train was delayed and she sent me the following text ‘Hey train has gone wrong way, really sorry I’ll b a bit late! Please don’t go without me or I’ll have to go 2 my friend’s fancy dress party in a cheese club:0 X’
I replied not to worry I’d wait and I just stood at the station.
I couldn’t help but watch all the people waiting at the station slowly drift off with the guy or girl they were waiting for... I started to grow a little impatient... but then suddenly she arrived. Kali immediately apologised and offered to get the first drink to make up for it.
Strolling down the high street I wanted to put my arm around her but felt a bit awkward so we just walked and talked.
Kali suggested we try a different pub and I agreed... we eventually settled on a pub just next to Camden lock. Kali once again demonstrated her uncanny ability to find tables and seats and we sat outside and had a few drinks.
It was at this point she tried to explain to me her love for grime and all manor of different artists such as Bashy, Wiley, Example etc. I sat opposite as Kali attempted to convey to me the finer points of grime.
I couldn’t help but display my total indifference to a genre of music totally lost on me. I found it rather odd that this girl who looked every inch the rock chick could be into a genre of music I would typically associate with hoodies and people who use phrases like ‘blood’ and ‘bredryn’
As it got a bit colder we moved inside and got a few more drinks and Kali once again located seats (you need to see her in action at this! Mere words cannot articulate what an art form she has turned this into) Kali removed her coat and I was instantly aroused. I whispered to her ‘You’ve got such a sexy body.’ Kali smiled at me and made a joke about me needing to talk to women for 20 odd minutes before I kissed them! No further invitation was needed and we shared a lingering snog I then put my arm around her fiercely.
The music in our chosen pub rose to deafening levels so we left. We went back to the same pub we spent the whole night in two weeks before. We sat at the back and just spent the whole night pulling, drinking and talking.
That’s when I came up with my ingenious idea... if there was one major negative about Kali is that she followed Spurs a team I have a particular disdain for...for so many reasons mainly because their supporters are so very arrogant about a glorious past but the fact that they haven’t won a meaningful trophy for 20 odd years doesn’t matter they are still the ‘biggest’ and ‘best’ in all of London town! (Rant over) And I being a supporter of the country’s favourite under-dog West Ham...with the two clubs meeting soon I smelt an opportunity... if Spurs won I had to do a dare and vice versa. The fixture now had an added spice and importance particularly as I already had my dare for Kali lined up! And I feared what she would be cooking up in that oh so dirty mind of hers!
Our bet was settled and we moved onto other topics of conversation and Kali stunned me when she told me she had a child I believe these words to be verbatim ‘Dude do you realise I have a child?’
I didn’t but it didn’t change anything I liked her and everything that encompassed. So I wasn’t as freaked as you may imagine. We carried on drinking and Kali put both her legs upon my lap and I held them as I looked deep into her eyes before succumbing to yet another snog.
Whilst kissing Kali for the umpteenth time I totally oblivious to the world around us was suddenly given a rude awakening by a bouncer who whispered into my lughole that we had to tone it down or we were out... shock, surprise and embarrassment began to course throughout my vessel.
The looks we copped from our fellow pub enthusiasts from that moment were of the type that you typically associate with murderers, terrorists and the mentally deranged...
After a few more drinks and some toned down pulling we decided to leave and get something to eat. We wound up in KFC and Kali ordered 6 pieces of chicken! We split them 3 a piece and sat outside on Camden High Street and consumed them quickly.
Kali then suddenly and somewhat dramatically asked me what I wanted from ‘this’ I was flummoxed; I usually have a quip or a witty response to almost anything but for once I didn’t want to put on a show and I responded honestly and thusly ‘I really like you’ and to my delight Kali reciprocated.
We shared a tender hug and she took my hand lead me into the backstreets of Camden and we shall I say fooled around a bit... It was great I wanted so much and just to be away from prying eyes and pub bouncers for a couple of hours was truly liberating.
It was now really late I’m talking around 4am; Kali and I sat down on the cold concrete and huddled for warmth. We just talked for a bit until she eventually drifted off into the land of slumber. I however was still wide awake! But Kali looked so peaceful sort of like an angelic pixy! I just couldn’t wake her... so whilst she lay on my lap I just watched her sleep and marvelled at how peaceful, cute, beautiful and sexy looked at that moment.
Kali eventually woke a couple hours later and thanked me for her couple of hours of sleep with a longing kiss; her lips felt so soft and tender that I was instantly alert and standing to attention!
She suggested we go to get some coffee and we wound up at a burger king in Leicester Square.
We sat down with a couple of cups and with my arm around her we just talked about nothing and everything really, we would only break off for the odd kiss which was so much more tender and longing as opposed to ferocity and passion of the night before.
After sitting and just watching the world go by for a bit Kali told me she had to work and we should go... we strolled out of that burger king arm in arm (almost Kali’s hand was ever so slightly down my jeans but I wasn’t complaining!)
We got on the train and just pulled all the way till Kali got off at Waterloo.
I totally wiped out by this point got the train back to the Stow and just about made it through the front door before collapsing on my bed.
I just lay there but I couldn’t drift off... I couldn’t wipe an ever broadening smile off my face as thoughts of Kali and another great night with her illuminated my consciousness. I gradually fell asleep still in my clothes inhaling her wondrous scent.
Thursday 18 November 2010
Wednesday 17 November 2010
Date Night Camden Town
After getting in touch with Kali through the wonderful medium of Facebook, we agreed to meet for a drink in good ol’ Camden Town; I suggested Camden as it holds so many great memories for me from sneaking into the ol’ Camden Palace when I was just 15 years of age, progressing further up Camden High street to Underworld at about 17 and then coming full circle when Camden Palace became KOKO.
I had spent most of my adolescence in Camden and was very comfortable within its truly unique surroundings.
Camden also has a great array of pubs and restaurants so it was the perfect place for a date... I also had a hunch that judging by her pink hair and facial piercings Kali would have knowledge of Camden and its alternative culture!
Kali and I agreed to meet at Camden Town station at 20:30 I keen to make a good impression arrived some 30 minutes early! So I just wandered up and down Camden high street listening to Up The Bracket by the Libertines on my MP3. As I walked up and down the high street I couldn’t help but simultaneously stroll down memory lane... the nostalgia Camden holds for me is so powerful that each step is laced with drunken memories of jumping around carelessly to indie music in Underworld, KOKO, the now defunct Camden Palace and that one time we strayed into Purple Turtle surrounded by leather and PVC in our converse and denim!
After wandering for a bit I saw it was around 20:30 so I went to the station and waited for Kali... a few moments later there she was; just as I remembered... the pink hair shining defiantly mocking the social conventions of blonde, brunette and red head. She was wearing a large black coat which hid the body that I couldn’t take my eyes off a week or so before.
After some rather stunted and awkward conversation we popped into the World’s End (perhaps not the best name of a pub for a first date) I got us a couple of pints whilst Kali found us a table.
The music being played had turned the pub into something of a cauldron! Kali and I could barely coherently exchange verbal’s. So after a swift pint we ventured further down the high street to another drinking hole.
Kali then displayed an uncanny ability to find seats! As we arrived at the next pub we discovered it was packed but she used her eagle like precision to seize a table just as a few people left and bang we were in!
Kali got a round in and at last took off her coat and my gaze was transfixed once more on her lovely, petit body and for the first time in the night I allowed myself to relax.
Kali and I talked about a variety of subjects...we started off on books and films. We had quite similar tastes. I remember being a bit taken back by her knowledge of Jack Kerouac’s On The Road a book that I read a couple of years ago and that if I tried to talk to my mates about would probably want to change the subject as soon as.
Kali instead listened whilst I explained the novel to her and what I loved about it; the freedom, the casting aside of the status quo, forgetting about the conformities and conventions that society forces upon us to suit its own interests! Kerouac just travelled around the good ol’ US of A having adventures with his buddy my literary hero Dean Moriarty.
As the night got older and Kali and I were on about pint 4 or 5 the lingering looks we were giving each other became just that little bit longer and that little bit more frequent... I would literally look into Kali’s eyes for about 4 or 5 seconds without saying anything and she would meet my gaze. This occurred various times until I just thought ‘fuck it’ and we both leaned in and shared a passionate and raw kiss.
Soon as it was over I remember the exact words I said ‘I’ve been wanting to do that since the moment I met you.’
For the rest of the night conversation was out and drunken, passionate snogging was well and truly in. Kali and I just continued to pull relentlessly into the night... she then managed to both shock and turn me on with her shall I call it suggestive statements and downright dirty talk!
The night was rapidly ascending into the best of my 2010 so far; I couldn’t get enough off her... on the one hand she seemed really sweet, cute and vulnerable and on the other she seemed like this insatiable and dirty vixen who wanted to do unspeakable acts to me!
Kali and I continued to drink pints and even the odd Jaeger bomb until the pub closing time.
I remember this part vividly I was so engrossed in pulling Kali that the bouncer actually had to lean over into my ear and tell me it was closing time to get me to break my clinch with her!
Both Kali and I were how shall I say pissed out of our respective trees! As soon as we got outside she grabbed my arm and I kissed her with a ferocity I hadn’t displayed towards a woman for a number of years.
Kali told me she needed to get to her brothers in Manor House and I being the gentleman that I am insisted I’d get her there... not an easy task when you’re as inebriated as the two of us were! We ended up asking the good people of Camden for their help and eventually we got pointed in the right direction.
We jumped on a bus to Manor House and whilst we stood I just held Kali in my arms and kissed her gently on her head full of glorious pink hair.
A tender show of affection amidst all the drunken chaos.
As we got off the bus somewhere in the darkness of North London Kali insisted I could stay over at her brother’s it sounded crazy to me as I hadn’t even met the geezer...but I was so tempted... I sobered up a bit by that point and realised it would’ve been more than a bit awkward!
We eventually found her brother’s place and I met him a big, burly bear of a man! Wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of that punch! My tiny by comparison East London frame would’ve bloodied the streets of the capital if he caught me with his sister!
So after an entire night of pulling, groping and suggestiveness Kali and I said goodnight with a handshake! For her brother’s benefit of course...not sure how he would’ve responded with me pulling Kali and slipping a hand or two down her jeans!
So with Kali safely at her brother’s I jumped on a couple of night busses back to Walthamstow; eager to fill my mates in on what had been arguably my greatest night in Camden Town.
I had spent most of my adolescence in Camden and was very comfortable within its truly unique surroundings.
Camden also has a great array of pubs and restaurants so it was the perfect place for a date... I also had a hunch that judging by her pink hair and facial piercings Kali would have knowledge of Camden and its alternative culture!
Kali and I agreed to meet at Camden Town station at 20:30 I keen to make a good impression arrived some 30 minutes early! So I just wandered up and down Camden high street listening to Up The Bracket by the Libertines on my MP3. As I walked up and down the high street I couldn’t help but simultaneously stroll down memory lane... the nostalgia Camden holds for me is so powerful that each step is laced with drunken memories of jumping around carelessly to indie music in Underworld, KOKO, the now defunct Camden Palace and that one time we strayed into Purple Turtle surrounded by leather and PVC in our converse and denim!
After wandering for a bit I saw it was around 20:30 so I went to the station and waited for Kali... a few moments later there she was; just as I remembered... the pink hair shining defiantly mocking the social conventions of blonde, brunette and red head. She was wearing a large black coat which hid the body that I couldn’t take my eyes off a week or so before.
After some rather stunted and awkward conversation we popped into the World’s End (perhaps not the best name of a pub for a first date) I got us a couple of pints whilst Kali found us a table.
The music being played had turned the pub into something of a cauldron! Kali and I could barely coherently exchange verbal’s. So after a swift pint we ventured further down the high street to another drinking hole.
Kali then displayed an uncanny ability to find seats! As we arrived at the next pub we discovered it was packed but she used her eagle like precision to seize a table just as a few people left and bang we were in!
Kali got a round in and at last took off her coat and my gaze was transfixed once more on her lovely, petit body and for the first time in the night I allowed myself to relax.
Kali and I talked about a variety of subjects...we started off on books and films. We had quite similar tastes. I remember being a bit taken back by her knowledge of Jack Kerouac’s On The Road a book that I read a couple of years ago and that if I tried to talk to my mates about would probably want to change the subject as soon as.
Kali instead listened whilst I explained the novel to her and what I loved about it; the freedom, the casting aside of the status quo, forgetting about the conformities and conventions that society forces upon us to suit its own interests! Kerouac just travelled around the good ol’ US of A having adventures with his buddy my literary hero Dean Moriarty.
As the night got older and Kali and I were on about pint 4 or 5 the lingering looks we were giving each other became just that little bit longer and that little bit more frequent... I would literally look into Kali’s eyes for about 4 or 5 seconds without saying anything and she would meet my gaze. This occurred various times until I just thought ‘fuck it’ and we both leaned in and shared a passionate and raw kiss.
Soon as it was over I remember the exact words I said ‘I’ve been wanting to do that since the moment I met you.’
For the rest of the night conversation was out and drunken, passionate snogging was well and truly in. Kali and I just continued to pull relentlessly into the night... she then managed to both shock and turn me on with her shall I call it suggestive statements and downright dirty talk!
The night was rapidly ascending into the best of my 2010 so far; I couldn’t get enough off her... on the one hand she seemed really sweet, cute and vulnerable and on the other she seemed like this insatiable and dirty vixen who wanted to do unspeakable acts to me!
Kali and I continued to drink pints and even the odd Jaeger bomb until the pub closing time.
I remember this part vividly I was so engrossed in pulling Kali that the bouncer actually had to lean over into my ear and tell me it was closing time to get me to break my clinch with her!
Both Kali and I were how shall I say pissed out of our respective trees! As soon as we got outside she grabbed my arm and I kissed her with a ferocity I hadn’t displayed towards a woman for a number of years.
Kali told me she needed to get to her brothers in Manor House and I being the gentleman that I am insisted I’d get her there... not an easy task when you’re as inebriated as the two of us were! We ended up asking the good people of Camden for their help and eventually we got pointed in the right direction.
We jumped on a bus to Manor House and whilst we stood I just held Kali in my arms and kissed her gently on her head full of glorious pink hair.
A tender show of affection amidst all the drunken chaos.
As we got off the bus somewhere in the darkness of North London Kali insisted I could stay over at her brother’s it sounded crazy to me as I hadn’t even met the geezer...but I was so tempted... I sobered up a bit by that point and realised it would’ve been more than a bit awkward!
We eventually found her brother’s place and I met him a big, burly bear of a man! Wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of that punch! My tiny by comparison East London frame would’ve bloodied the streets of the capital if he caught me with his sister!
So after an entire night of pulling, groping and suggestiveness Kali and I said goodnight with a handshake! For her brother’s benefit of course...not sure how he would’ve responded with me pulling Kali and slipping a hand or two down her jeans!
So with Kali safely at her brother’s I jumped on a couple of night busses back to Walthamstow; eager to fill my mates in on what had been arguably my greatest night in Camden Town.
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