2nd Date…. FROM HELL

Using a cute/innocent picture so I can once again play the role of the VICTIM!!

So I met this guy on Grindr, we have been chatting, planning to meet but it’s always been HIT N MISS

So today we finally met.

We headed to G-A-Y Bar for a drink, and sat outside the theater, we chatted away, talking about types of guys we liked, I could see him looking at me with his eyes, but felt he was friendly…

It was then he used the old OMG MY PHONE IS DYING CAN I COME TO YOUR PLACE TO CHARGE,

We grabbed a bottle and headed back, I saw his phone and it was no way near to death, but hay ho,  I’m horny LOL

So we both decided to just chill, but you know two GAY guys cannot be alone without some hussle or bussle….

WE HAD SEX….

GREAT SEX

MIND BLOWING SEX

and then……………..

He freaked out and said he needed to go……. I was confused, we was getting along so well..

It was then his phone rang…..

“Hello Baby, I am at the station, be back in around 40 mins”

I could hear a voice…. It was female…….

I noticed the ring….

He was married

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE”]

Date was well and truly over…

Well…. Straight sex seems to be much more fun than GAY

Any single ladies wanna play some ball?

FIRST DATE THEN BECAME MY LAST….. BUT WAS MY UNDERWEAR TO BLAME?

So last night I went on a date with a guy I had been chatting to for a couple of weeks.

After arranging a time and place, we met up at the Kings Arms (DON’T ASK) In Soho, He is 25, from Spain, Beautiful and had the most beautiful smile I had ever seen.

After a couple of drinks, one thing lead to another, hands started to wonder each others body’s on the London Street’s, we arrive back to my building and never in my life has walking up two flight of stairs become such a mission…. I felt as if we was going to have sex in my foyer… but we arrive to my bedroom in one piece…

SEX TIME!!!

During sex…… I was red in the face, when he commented that my underwear was not high-end designer and that I should of made more effort….. Usually I do, but we did agree to a no-sex on first date rule, which we both FAILED…

Eventually he left…… his smile has become a non-existent, and within minutes his eyes had already moved onto somebody else as we exited my apartment, and he was cursing the locals…

“Think I am gonna go for a drink, before I go home…. GOODNIGHT”

The cold polite remark for “Thanks, But FUCK OFF”

I went to bed, watching Sex And The City…. thinking I really am more of a Charlotte, Stuck in a Samantha Jones body….

BOYS BOYS BOYS….

So was my bad choice of underwear to blame for his coldness or was I just crap in bed????