February 18, 2009
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If I were a perfect date I'd be...
I'm not really and truly back in the dating game yet. Not really. My "free time" these days entail reading up on the history of theatre, and deciphering the difference between farce and satire. When I'm not doing that I'm at my brand spanking new job (which I may go into detail about later). Still, it doesn't hurt to be prepared. Or, at the very least, day dream...
It's nice outside, maybe late spring, early summer. We (referring of course to my ridiculously handsome and very tall date and I) meet up somewhere for a nice dinner (not somewhere too fancy because I'd be preoccupied with trying not to get food on myself or on the white table cloth), over which we talk and laugh and I feel completely comfortable (could have something to do with the two-three glasses of wine I ordered). We finish dinner and head out to listen to some live music (maybe something sexy like the Blues...which shouldn't be sexy at all since it's mostly about men's women leaving them and their alcoholic tendencies and such, but sexy nonetheless). First we just sit and listen, maybe holding hands or gently resting thigh against thigh. Then we get up to dance, sometimes upbeat, sometimes slow. Eventually we leave and decide to take a walk at night, heading nowhere in particular, his hand on the small of my back or around my waist constantly. We stop somewhere where there are trees, or a body of water, somewhere relatively darkened (but not prone to robberies and stabbings) and stand side by side, leaning against each other, breathing and talking and laughing. There's occasional touching, like a tickle or a poke, and eventually we get closer and kiss (hands on my back or butt). We stay that way for a while. Then err...head home
Rinse and repeat the following weekend (..and if, by chance, any of that sounded dirty to you that probably has more to do with your mind than mine...probably).
Comments (4)
You're a good writer. That sounds like a great date to me! Mine would have some modifications to be tailormade for me, but sounds great.
Live music! My type of date. I went to see flamenco dancing in a real intimate Tapas bar one time. That was a real nice date too. They were right in front of us dancing. It was awesome.
I like the "errr...head home" part.
@ISpeakLife - Thank you
Of course tailormade perfect dates are what make them perfect.
@vanedave - I saw Flamenco dancers up close once in a Tapas bar in Barcelona. Long time ago. Very awesome though. I think that one-upped your story. LOL...you like that bit?
Sounds like a fun date!
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