I set up a date with Natalia via email. I emailed her to see when she would be in Boston, she gave me the date of a Friday in October and I emailed her back saying I would like to take her out to dinner. I had wanted to see Natalia for a while, so my anticipation might have overblown my expectations. She said she would set up dinner and see me at 6 on Friday. I got to the hotel at 5:45 and texted her. She didn't respond for a while and I was about to check my email to make sure I had the right number when she broke the silence and called me to ask for more time to get ready. I said that was fine. Half an hour later she texted me the room number and I went up to meet her. She didn't have her makeup on yet and was putting it on while I waited and we talked. Overall we were about 45 minutes behind schedule but I wasn't too worried about it, the date started now and we had three hours to kill. She informed me now (she had emailed me an hour ago, as well) that she forgot to make dinner reservations. That was bad, it would be difficult to get a seat. Sure enough we walked through the streets for almost an hour before we found a place to eat, which was very frustrating especially because she didn't seem to like a lot of the places nearby. We had dinner in what must have been the last place on Earth with two seats left and thankfully the service was great and fast. We split a bottle of wine and appetizers and both had our dinners while talking. One thing about Natalia, she loooooooooooooves to talk. Loves it. She can be rather the point of the conversation when she wants to, and I found it difficult to get a word in edgewise. I felt like her pace far, far exceeded mine and I might as well have been drowning. We took a taxi back to the hotel because no way was I spending another hour walking back. She asked me what outfit I wanted her in (she had several laid out on her bed) and she changed into one while she made and drank some coffee.
I really, really don't want to bad mouth Natalia because she is nice and I'm sure a lot of guys would give their entire salary for a night with her; but she's just not my type and I didn't feel comfortable during the session. I felt rushed when she said the 3 hours was up which didn't seem to take into account the 45 minutes we wasted in the beginning and definitely didn't take into account the time wasted finding a restaurant. I might repeat in the future without the dinner date (I hate Boston, so this was probably my fault). Lesson learned, I don't like dinner dates.