Mongoose Hunting and the Dark Car

"I remember you from before", she starts. "I didn't think you liked football"
I'm not sure what to say. I'm a bit embarrassed. And I want her to think I'm cool. Not liking football is a bit lame I think.
"I like football." I reply. "I'm getting to like it...."
"I think it's pretty boring. So much padding. And helmets. I want to see them get hurt!"
I laugh. She's cool. And looks back at me with a knowing smile.
"You don't like football.. You don't have to say you do just to impress these two old guys"
I laugh again. She has my ticket already.
"Yeah maybe you're right. But I'm TRYING to like it. I'm doing my best!"
She snorts. "Yeah I guess that's one of the drawbacks to being a guy. Pretending to like sports to hang out with your dad. I don't have that problem anymore. One of the benefits"

This line has gotten my attention. Surely this isn't happening again. Am I suddenly a magnet for trans girls. If I am, then keep me fully charged. The rest of the meal passes without much of note. At one point she gets up to go to the bathroom, when she's coming back I get up because I need to go too, and I didn't want to go at the same time.

As we pass each other at the entrance way, she stops me and stands very close to me. "Are you following me to the bathroom?, she asks.
I am completely thrown by the question. She looks incredible in this tight fitting, quite short yellow summer dress. "No I was just going to the bathroom", I reply.
"Oh I thought you were going to follow me to the bathroom. You were much too slow about it. Next time be faster". She touches her hand onto my chest and tracks it down onto my belt buckle, smiles and then walks back to the table.

I am in shock. She was asking me to follow her to the bathroom. That was clear. She was asking me to follow her to the bathroom so we could have sex. Or at least kiss? But probably have sex? That was almost definite. What the fuck. What the fuck is going on?

I go to the toilet and head back to the table.