Here's a little background about the man in this story. So, that it'll make a little more sense to my devoted readers. I met him on Match.com. He was advanced in his years. This local individual owned a successful business. He's slim, grey-ish blonde hair, blue eyes, and tall. We were at a popular downtown Italian restaurant celebrating his birthday with… Continue reading Panty Dropper
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Third time’s the charm
Okay ladies, how do you get to know a man you are potentially interested in dating? This is a struggle for single women everywhere. Do you play hard to get? Do you just lay your cards on the table? No, no of course not. You do what every sane woman does, you ask a friend... There… Continue reading Third time’s the charm
Stupid anyone?
This escapade began with a website I'm familiar with and all of you my beloved readers are too. Can you guess which site? Well, I won't keep you in suspense any longer. The familiar site I speak of is match.com. I know, your shocked (lol). This gentleman was of the Yankee persuasion. His physical description… Continue reading Stupid anyone?
Doctor, that leprechauns got handsy with me
This encounter begins on a sacred holiday here in the "Hostess City". For those of my devoted readers who don't live in my beloved city you might be thinking I mean Christmas, Thanksgiving, maybe even Easter perhaps. But no, no my friends you would be incorrect. We here in the South believe in an Irish… Continue reading Doctor, that leprechauns got handsy with me
Code BLUE
Okay, so this escapade begins with a website.... It's now commonly associated with a serial killer unfortunately. Perhaps you've heard of it, Craigslist. Now I want to say that this happened before the website had its very own serial killer associated with it. I'm not that crazy. My mother taught me to stay away… Continue reading Code BLUE
When you know you’re not getting any
This adventure beginning at one of my favorite wine bars. I was just subjected to the date from hell. It's an experience no one should have. I proceeded to order a vodka double because wine can't fix this. I've also been informed by my bestie that I'll be meeting the guy she's been dating tonight with… Continue reading When you know you’re not getting any
I should have had more alcohol…
What weekend makes you feel most alone while single? That would be the weekend on which the day that hearts, flowers, chocolates, couples, pda, candlelit dinners, and all the other cliché romantic crap happen upon. In case y'all haven't gotten the drift in my mini tirade, I'm talking about Valentine's Day weekend. Yep, the day… Continue reading I should have had more alcohol…
Apply within, seeking foreplay
This story is a two dater. Yes, two dates then done. I'll give a little background information about this gentleman. We met on okcupid.com. He's 5'10, receding hairline, lumberjack facial hair, athletic body, and pale complexion. His profession, attorney. He's dedicated to his job. Before our first date we messaged back and forth for about… Continue reading Apply within, seeking foreplay
It was a GUSHER!
So this bunny adventure is about a gentleman I met from match.com. He is 5'10, dark hair, olive complexion, average build, melodic accent (South African, yes that smooth like butter, I got a little wet in my girlie parts when he spoke), and masculine hands (let's be real, a handy man matters). We went out… Continue reading It was a GUSHER!
No Socks
I met this particular gentleman thru an acquaintance of mine on Facebook. We chatted back and the forth for a few weeks via Facebook messenger. Naturally, we Facebook stalked each other. He dressed well, was employed, seemed normal. I thought, why not? He informed me that he was currently on sabbatical. Because he was a gentleman… Continue reading No Socks
Size DOES matter
This story begins with another website: Match.com He wasn't my type exactly. But I decided to try something new. After all, you never know what you like until you try everything. He was fluffy, typical southern gentleman, good manners, etc. This story is taking place during our sixth date. So, he's really a gentleman! Because… Continue reading Size DOES matter
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