Gary and I went on our official first date this morning, walking the dog at the local common. As soon as we pulled up, Gary kissed me and carried on kissing me throughout our date.
We talked loads, mostly about stuff you wouldn’t normally talk about on a first date, such as why previous relationships ended. We held hands and we kissed some more before I dropped him home around lunchtime.
In the evening, we met up again for our second date – drinks at a local bar – where we discovered a shared sense of humour. After a couple of hours of flirting, Gary walked me home, stopping every now and then to kiss me before leaving me on my doorstep with the promise that he’d call to arrange the next date. I really hope he does.