Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Date

Sometimes I just want to be asked out on a date.
Even if it is *just* a date.

I want to dress up, put on some make up, be picked up, go to dinner in a quiet restaurant, sip some wine, have an intelligent and stimulating conversation, laugh, have the door opened for me, maybe a few slow dances, be dropped off and maybe even get a goodnight kiss on the cheek and a hug.

I don't want to pick the place, pick him up or pay the bill and have him walk me to the door only because he has some unreasonable expectations or wants (tries) to stick his tongue down my throat.

Do any men move slowly anymore?

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