Update:
We actually went out tonight as she texted saying she was feeling lonely. I told her I was broke currently and would have to get her back another time. Told her to buy some potato skins, while she had some drinks (water for me.) We flirted a little at the bar where she started drawing cats on napkins, then I drew over her drawings, adding tits and pussy, etc. then told her I would sign it with my artistic signature so the waitress could have an original Eirykr.
This girl is a bit of a geeky, D&D-playing Ren Faire type. Kind've crazy redhead. Mentioned at one point in the night how she's been raped three times, how she trained MMA, blahblahblah. We got to talking about YouTube people and she invited me over to her place. First thing that hits me walking in the door is that the place reeks of cat urine. She has three cats, and invites one into her room with us. This is the same room she and her ex still sleep in together. There's a huge big-screen TV on their dresser. She invites me to sit in one of those rock-back floor chairs. I do for a minute, then shortly transition to sitting on the edge of the bed near her after a minute of playing with her cat.
At every opportunity I'm doing my best to escalate physically with this girl, because fuck, I'm in her house, in her bed. She continues to bring up her ex at every opportunity and how she's trying to win him back, I just dismiss this as wheel spinning and ignore it. I make fun of her dirty ass room in small ways, "Wow, you got peanut butter and jelly right here, and a spoon still covered in it. Sweet, you don't even need to get up." She gets self-conscious, gets up to clean up some, I open the door for her, touching her side. When she comes back in I pull her over to compare heights (I'm 5'10" and she's 5'9" or so but was wearing heels earlier), I joke about how she's lost her Amazonian powers and at my whim now. I ask her how much she weighs and she claims she's 110. I pick her up and spin her around. She's giggling along, but anytime I'm touching her she averts her eyes and gives off signals that she's uncomfortable. Not really giving me anything back. So I drop it.
She pulls out this leather collar with chains on it. I figure she wants to talk about it, so I ask. She mentions she made it herself. I go, "You're into that Master Slave stuff, huh?" to which she responds, "Well, I don't have a master anymore.." then some more shit about her Ex, fuck. So I start feeling like it's the place and the room just reminding her of him. Anything I'm doing is met with awkwardness and not the kind of throw-caution-to-the-wind horniness I'm expecting that'd made a girl fuck a strange guy in her ex's bed. So I start making excuses to head home, she makes an excuse about how yeah, those two drinks earlier have made her tired. Fake as fuck yawn. Then she says, "So we should hang out again tomorrow. I'll definitely be hungry later, and you do owe me now. Maybe meet up at the bar again."
Not being anybody's mealticket I say, "We'll go to my place next time and watch a movie. I'll get some beers for us." She seems enthusiastic about this, so maybe it is just the location.
Either way, I know I shouldn't be too frustrated about not getting a same-night bang after just now shaking the rust off, but I was getting major mixed signals. Getting invited back to her place, sitting right next to her in her bed and yet she shuts down every advance with awkwardness. I didn't want to push it though, because the thought of her rape claims and then the fact she is in my friends circle. But maybe that's just an excuse on my part for bitching out and not trying.
My friend who knows of this girl said she's pretty crazy and they've been trying to split her and her ex up for a few months now. Apparently she threatened to swallow two bottles of pills and kill herself if he left her, etc. She agreed to let him have an open relationship because she didn't have as high of a libido as him, supposedly.
Anyway, will try for the crazy firecrotch bang tomorrow and be more physically aggressive 'til she tells me no or shoves me off. Likewise I am going to shut down talk about the ex now, rather than just ignore it. Probably use Wayout's advice and use some of the topics she brings up to transition them to talking about the two of us.
I can tell this girl is lonely and needing a replacement alpha dick, so I'm happy to replace her nutty obsession toward mine. Especially a girl so willing to have an open relationship. Will keep updated.