I had started dating this guy on the down low. Not a lot of people knew about him or that I was staying at his place till the wee hours of the night.
One day, my mother- a god fearing, church attending, do gooding woman took it upon herself to bring her pastor's daughter to our house, so that I would/should entertain the girl with a dinner and movie and then a ride back to her place. (I think my mother just set up a play date for me) The daughter lives with her parents ( my parent's pastor) and her younger sister. I told my mother that I would take good care of the little girl and make sure she has a nice time. (this sounds like a weird first date). While chatting with the young miss, I questioned where she resided to get a better feel on where to drop her off. the conversation went like this:
Me: so where do you live, so i can make sure I know where to drop you off.
Pastor's Daughter: I live in Radnor, at a place called the Radwood Apartments...
Me thinking( what the hell the guy I am seeing lives there): OH really???
Pastor's Daughter: Yeah have you heard of it....
Me: Oh yeah I have, um just out of curosity what floor do you live on?
Pastor's Daughter: on the ninth floor.....
Me thinking (what the hell, he lives on the ninth floor): oh how is the view I am sure its really lovely.. um one more question, i know this might sound weird, what room do you and your paretns, and your sister live in?
Pastor's Daughter: oh 908.....
Me thinking(holy crap! he lives in 902 they ive 2 doors away from each other.): Cool lets go watch that movie.
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