Cruising or How I got my first boyfriend.
I live in NYC I’m 59 now and I was 25 when this occurred The internet didn’t exist and neither did apps
I was taking the D train from Brooklyn to attend a Grad Lit class before teaching writing in the evening. It was about 1pm.
At west 4 the a guy in his early 30s boarded. We noticed each other. Immediately. I was 5’7 and 160, nicely built with longish floor brown hair. I was sitting , legs crossed. He was 5’10” thin blond and dressed in slacks
We nodded as the train left w4. I kept peeking over the book I wasn’t reading.
At 34th he stood opposite me with his back leaning on the door. He stared while I peeked until I giggled. As the train pulled into 42nd , he winked at me, straightened up , turned like a soldier and got off the train.
I followed. He headed to the passage to 5th Ave. He never turned back and he picked up speed. There’s place where the passage turns I rounded the corner and he grabbed me, pushed me against the wall and kissed me.
He asked me to meet him for dinner I told him I taught till 9 at NYU. He met me. And I went to his place in Hoboken