So I agreed to meet up with him for the first time for a possible "naughty" deed. I have no idea what has gotten into me really. Sometimes I can be so impulsive I forget I have a brain to use for thinking.
He was excited. And we've been texting the whole day. Come to think of it I was excited too. He's gonna be out from work at 11pm and agreed to meet me at our subdivision's entrance.
When he texted me at around 11:30 that he's already there and I replied saying that I'm on my way, "I'm on my way" means "hold on I'm still fixing myself up". I wasn't in a hurry. The fact that it's already almost midnight and that I've been tired the whole day didn't really got me excited. So I arrived about ten to fifteen minutes late. I was wearing shorts, a pink top and a black cropped jacket. And you are right, I was wearing flip flops. He on the other hand was wearing his blue and white jersey shirt, jeans and off course sneakers. Can you believe that I actually remember every single detail? NO? I know...me too.
We were joking around how I look like I'm just going to the beach and not on a "date" that night. It's one of those meet-up's one can be comfortable with. I wasn't shy nor nervous. I was myself the whole time. And yes I slept with him. He got me in bed the first date. Another unsmart idea from me but what the heck. It was worth it because he was someone I had (and still is having) fun with. We were laughing the whole time. And for me it has been awhile since someone of the opposite sex made me feel like "I belong". A little too dramatic but yes that's true.
So he kissed me goodbye around 2am. He can't stay any longer because of the MRS. That seriously felt like shit and but what the heck. I was thinking that's gonna be our first and last date. Or so I thought. Till I got a text message from him 5 mins after we said goodbye that he had a wonderful time and had fun talking to me and that he'll see me soon. Uh oh. Another unsmart idea ladies and gents.
Friday, December 5, 2008
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