They arrived at her doorstep.”That was my first blind date,” she said, avoiding his gaze and shivering slightly from the chilly evening wind. She had hardly been on a real date before, let alone a blind date. She still didn’t know how her friend had convinced her to do something like this. She had had
The Coffee Date
The Coffee DateShifting the telescope to ground level, he aligned his sightline onto the shadowy, spandex-sheathed V between her legs; where, outside Starbucks on the concrete plaza below she was startled by a mysterious prickle of sexual desire. Magenta first-date lips curled as flirty creases formed around her eyes. Were her Lululemons too tight?Her I-phone
Sylvie's Date
Sitting next to Sylvie at the booth, I slipped my hand underneath her skirt. She bit her lip, sighed, and looked away guiltily as I felt the slickness on her thighs tell me everything I needed to know in that moment. I slipped the index finger of my other hand in the loop of her