Yep!

Based on that pop-up, I was starting to suspect this wasn’t a real dating app after all and just some kind of game. I doubt Binita is even real but hey, might as well play along.

So, like any other dating app, I now had a chat window open with Binita. But, instead of trying to come up with some stupid, clever pick-up line, I simply ask, “So… you’re mine now?”

Immediately after sending the message, I get nervous. I mean, if Binita is real, then… that’s a pretty weird message I sent her. On the other hand, who cares? Worst comes to worst, she’ll just unmatch me. Anyway, she starts typing. Then stops. Then starts. Then stops. Clearly she was trying to figure out what to say.

Finally, she responds with… “Apparently.”

Well… that’s interesting. I follow-up with, “What does that mean exactly?”

Again, she starts and stops typing several times before replying with, “I guess it means I have to do whatever you say.”

Okay… that’s also interesting.

I have to remind myself that Binita is probably not real and this is probably just a game but hey, it could be fun to fantasize for a bit. If it is a game, might as well enjoy it.

So, I ask for more details, “You’ll do anything I ask?”

This time she doesn’t hesitate before replying, “Ugh… yes.”

I guess she was starting to get frustrated, either by my repeated questions or at the realization that she apparently has to do whatever I say (supposedly).

I want to ask her to come over so we can fuck but… I don’t know, even if it’s just a game, I feel super weird typing that. I’ve never been one to “sext”. Hell, I even had a hard time flirting over text so, this time I’m the one who starts typing. Then stops. Then starts. And finally send, “Come over and prove it.”

After some starts and stops, she replies, “Can we please do another night? I already have plans.”

“What plans?” I quickly ask.

“I have a date,” she answers.

BITCH.

I fucking hate dating apps. I hate how girls are going on dates while still shopping around for other guys. And yes, I do the same thing. I know... I’m a hypocrite.

“Come over NOW,” I respond.

“OK! Jeeze :(“ she answers. Then adds, “Where do you live?”

Hmm… do I really want to give her my address? Fuck it, what’s the worst that can happen? So I send my address and after a few minutes with no reply, I ask, “So are you coming?”

She replies, “yes.”

Christ she was being annoying. Obviously, I could use a little more info like… where are you coming from? When will you arrive? Wait, am I starting to think this is real? I shake my head and reply, “When are you getting here??”

She answers, “Gonna take about 45min by subway.”

Well, alright… I guess in about 45min, I find out if I’m playing a stupid game or suddenly living in an erotic fantasy. Though, if it were a fantasy, I’d like to think I could do better than Binita… oh well, to be honest… I haven’t been laid in… a while. So, if it’s Binita instead of my right hand tonight, I won’t complain.