So, I recently wrote a post about following up with dates after, what I perceived to be a good Day 1. The responses I got made me think and I decided I would do my best to post all four of these first dates as FR's and see if I could dig a bit deeper. All 4 of these occurred around 2 weeks ago, so I'll do my best remembering. Keep in mind I'm white and mostly date interracially.

Girl 1 - History: I met this girl out at an after hour bar on 8/31/13. I was standing near her at the bar without paying any attention. Again, this was a long time ago, but iirc she opened me and very quickly said, "I like white boys." We talked and danced a bit, I got the number and we split ways. It was pretty fast, maybe under 10 minutes.

We texted back and forth for a while and talked on the phone, but she was never able to meet up. She usually answered pretty fast and would reach out to me as well. After two weeks or so of this, I just stopped texting her, thinking it was a lost cause. She got the idea and started texting me and finally we set up a date for 9/27. The funny thing is, I asked her out same day, but didn't hear back from her very quickly and got another FB offer. So I double booked myself with the hopes I could stagger the times. Long story short, this was going to have to be a quick date, without seeming rushed.

The date: We both show up waaaaay late due to ridiculous traffic and already I'm behind the 8-ball. We meet outside the restaurant and we hug, go inside and sit at the bar - I always like my dates next to me.
We start talking and things are pretty smooth and easy. We share a menu, order drinks and dinner. I'm having trouble remembering too many specifics, but things are flowing well and comfortable. There's kino, she talks about her butt being big and I joke around and say I'll judge for myself later. We both laugh a little, it's not uncomfortable - there is some definite sexual tension.
I was playing it cool, but there were two comments she made during dinner where I was just like "Wow, this is going to be easy." She is a little dorky and straightforward and I can't remember exactly what she said, but something to the effect that she "was going to make me hers." I believe I was qualifying or implying that she was chasing me or something like that and she qualified herself and took it further that she indeed was going to make me hers. They weren't shit testy really, but just stating her intent I thought. I snickered and said "is that right?" and moved along.

We talked about more serious stuff - she goes to school for accounting, parties a lot, etc. I told her about my work in IT which she was interested in. We talked about tv shows - she like Walking dead and I, Breaking Bad. So I found out that Sundays are good days for her to hang out and invited her over to my place that Sunday (two days later) to watch Breaking Bad. She seemed genuinely interested and we talked about more a few times, even re-confirming later.

We finished dinner (I fed her) and I had to go. We both joked about us having plans to go clubbing seperately, implying that we both had other plans later that night. It was not rushed at all.
I walked her to her car, arm around her waist the entire time. At her car, she opens the door and faced me - huge IOI if you ask me, she is making the kiss as easy as possible on me - hard to describe though, because I'm still leading the interaction the whole time if that makes sense, with now both hands on her waist. We kiss two or three times and it's hot. I feel (or hear or both?) her body reacting - she is turned on. I probably grabbed her ass too, just don't clearly remember. Tons of eye contact, we talk a bit more, I re-confirm for Sunday and we both go in for another quick kissing session.
I let her leave and she texts me maybe ten minutes later: "Thank you ". I respond 30 minutes later, frantic to get to other girls house, : "My pleasure. See you Sunday." Her: "Awesome. "

Synopsis: I feel like I DESTROYED it. My confidence, once I feel like I'm killing it, just goes through the roof and girls eat it up. This is what it felt like that night. I honestly felt I had a chance to F-close her that night. Everything was working.
Follow up: I text her Sunday and re-confirm that she is coming over later. Her: "I can't come today cuz I'm sick "

I'm assuming hungover, which she has done before.
Me: "Ok. Well feel better. Let me know if you need anything." Her: "Thanx I'll be sleeping all day "

That Tuesday I text her again and we set up a date for Thursday. Thursday rolls around, I text to re-confirm and no response. I just text a follow up "?" two hours later. No response.
5 days later, last night I call her. She answers after 5 rings and says these dreaded words, "Hey. Let me call you right back." I say ok and she never does. I will not be reaching out to her again.