We technically had two dates this past weekend: one Friday night into Saturday day, and then one Saturday night into early Sunday. Both were fun and good. So much so that we have thrown caution to the wind and we are doing it again this Saturday.
The boy– whom we shall call Steve (for that’s his name) is actually having a birthday today. However, he will be celebrating it on Friday with his friends. This may preclude an early get-together on Saturday, as I bet he will be hanging just a bit.
Speaking of ‘hanging’…
Since its his birthday, and I really have only just met him, I am in a bit of a pickle as to what to get him. If anything. Technically I think it is bad form to ignore the birthday completely, so I already sent an eCard (hallmark- when you care enough to send the very best but don’t care enough to pay for it) and wished him happy birthday on the phone (last night). But my thought is that I should give him something a bit more personal for his birthday. And well, I was thinking it should maybe be… for lack of a better term…
The only problem is I’m a bit nervous about how it will go. You see, the boy doesn’t just have a package… its really more like ‘cargo’. And even though my nickname is Whorina Slutskaya, I still have managed to keep things relatively snug down there.
And when I say ‘snug’ I really mean water tight.
So, if anything is going to happen and happen well, I will need to do a bit of extra prepwork. This prepwork will most likely include me getting somewhat drunk, and then hooking up a popper intravenous drip of some sort. Also I’ve heard about anal numbing creams… perhaps those are in order?
Regardless, I will NOT be doing any bikeriding for a few days afterward, I’m sure.