Story by Roxanne Roberts Illustrated by Shonagh Rae
OCTOBER 16, 2018
Mom.” My 25-year-old son looked up from his phone. “Have you seen this Aziz Ansari story?” It was a Sunday morning on a holiday weekend, which meant pancakes instead of headlines, a rare chance to spend the day untethered to the news. “No,” I said. “What’s up?”
In an online article, “Grace,” a New York photographer, described meeting the “Master of None” star at a 2017 Emmy Awards after-party — a glamorous moment of flirting that led to dinner at a restaurant near his New York apartment a week later. Afterward, they walked back to his place, where things escalated quickly: one kiss, two naked bodies and then oral sex.
There followed a series of moves that were, according to Grace, not at all sexy. There was more oral sex, but no intercourse because she told him she wasn’t ready. So they put on their clothes and watched an episode of “Seinfeld.” Ansari kissed her again, and that’s when Grace, 22, decided this was a horrible date. “You guys are all the same,” she told him in frustration. She sobbed the whole ride home.
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