I remember meeting an online friend for the first time. - I arranged to meet a friend I had known for a few years near the city center. - The other person looked to be about my age, petite (around 1.53 meters), with a curvy figure, neither fat nor thin, wearing light makeup, with delicate and attractive features, dressed nicely, and sporting a beret that gave her a stylish flair. - After I treated her to a rice bowl, she went shopping while I returned to work. Second meeting - A few days later, one evening, she asked me to go out with her, and we met near the park. - This time her makeup was heavier than the last. - We stood by the lake chatting happily, and after chatting for about ten minutes, she suddenly said she was cold and afraid of catching a cold, asking me to hold her. - I put my hand on her back, and she came up and tightly hugged my waist, pushing me against the railing and holding on for half an hour without letting go. - Later, I said it was getting late and I had to work the next day, and only then did she let go. I walked her home. - When we got downstairs, she didn’t want to get out of the car and asked me to take her upstairs. After I refused, she insisted that I take her up and said she would treat me to a drink and make me cola chicken wings.