I am going with my grandmother to Toronto Canada July 14-27th. She wants to stay there and look around town. Maybe i can finally meet my princess apple, or her lovely knight, i mean other princess WHdream.
So last night I left work just before 6pm, anxious to see what the night had in store. As I walked to my car I listened to the plethora of voicemails from ladies that had called during the workday, all salivating at the chance to spend quality time with me. The first one, Amy, didn't want to go out. She wanted me at her condo around 8 so that we could eat Chinese food, drink some wine, and 'get to know one another'. I was certainly impressed with her forward nature, and made a mental note that I really need to 'get to know' more of the local women. The second call was from Beth. Beth wanted to check out happy hour and catch up since we hadn't spent time together in months. Now, if you haven't met Beth, she's a petite doll with more energy than anyone I know. And this certainly translates into the bedroom. I strongly considered this option knowing that I wouldn't be home until the sun came back up. The third call was from Cathy. Cathy is a nurse who works the night shift. It seems she was off for the next couple days and wanted to come over to my place and cook dinner for me. Cathy and I have dated off and on for years, but it never seemed to get to the 'relationship' point, just a great friendship and great physical chemistry. She said she had something 'special' for me, but wouldn't say what it was until we were together alone... I was certainly intrigued... So....
You did Happy Hour with Beth, banged her at the bar... Showed up 30 minutes late for Chinese food with Amy. Bailed after the first round as the Chinese food was upsetting your stomach... Called Amy on the way home asking her when her shift was over... apologized for mixing up the "schedule". Got home, showered to wash of the two tone rainbow before Amy came over to cook you breakfast in bed instead... Story over... get back to days 6 and 7 please
