He started off very nice on our first date, well groomed boy
(I was a bit taken back by his lumo green shirt, but what the heck, everyone is
trying to make a fashion statement these days right?), well mannered, paid for
the bill (which I believe is right thing to do for the first few dates, call me old
school), had a decent job, and seemed like he had his head screwed on right off
his oh so yummy built shoulders….
Yeah I’m drifting off the conversation here. Anyway, point
being is he seemed decent. THEN those
lips reached for mine and he licked my entire face, I politely told him less
tongue would suffice. He obliged and kissed really nicely after that. After a
few kissing minutes, we called it an evening.
Persisted the Sunday after the Wednesday date he wanted to
see me, I proclaimed how busy I was. He didn’t stop. I however fell asleep only
to find a message on my phone saying ‘fine then you won’t see me tomorrow’ O_o
Ha ha ha ha ha ha REALLY?
He apologised after that, and anyway then suggested another date, I
said fine. He said he would let me know by Wednesday (this is now pushing your luck, but anyway, everyone deserves a second chance).
Okay fine, no problem.
The next Wednesday came, and he asked what I wanted to do.
“Umm?? Well you still said you would let me know”
“I’ll know by 3, but if I’m free, what would you like to do?”
“Heh, I’m no second option to your first option failing
darling”
Why is it anyone (not necessarily men) think it’s okay to
have someone as a second option?
Thing is, we do it all the time. Even I do. If plans don’t work out with the one friend, I let another friend know I’m free.
However, when it comes to dates it’s a whole new ball game.
I’m sorry if I am not good enough for your first option, don’t
bother.
“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make
mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't
handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe
― Marilyn Monroe
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