That doesn't sound right.
The funny thing about a practically perfect date is that...it's not funny.
He picked me up in his convertible Corvette. (He wasn't driving it last time.)
He was a small man in a fast car.
An incredibly NICE man.
He brought me to an amazing restaurant...again. After dinner we took a bicycle taxi to a hip martini bar. The music was blasting hip hop music. Every other word seemed to be "bitch".
We looked at each other, two old farts in a young persons nightclub...and bolted.
Before the night was over he asked for another date.
He brought me a present from Thailand.
"What kind of present do you get a woman with whom you've only had one date?" He asked.
"It's perfect", I said.
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