C.x (itsjustc) wrote,
C.x
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A quick trip into the archives of my brain

I wouldn't class red headed Tony as my first date. Cute as he was we were only young and it was a case of -
Him: ‘Will you go out with me?’
Me: ‘OK’
Him: ‘Wanna meet me in the park later’
Me: ‘OK’
We met and hung around in the park with all our friends from school.

Two weeks later
Me: ‘I don’t want to go out with you any more’
Him: ‘OK’
I think our going out maybe consisted of holding hands on one occasion too!

My first real date was with Ian when I was about fifteen. I’d met him through being in Girls Brigade. His mom was an officer of a different company. Whenever we had joint events he was always around and we always ended up talking to each other. I’d known him for a few years but we didn’t see each other very often as we went to different schools and joint events only happened every few months. One Friday night I went with my best friend to her school disco and bumped into him there. We spent the evening dancing and talking. A girl there threatened to beat me up, so he offered to walk me home. He asked me if I wanted to go out with him for a walk the next weekend.

We met up, went for a walk in the valley on the nature trail, he tried to snog me! We sat and had a picnic, he snogged me. We held hands, he snogged my face off. He walked me home, he snogged me again.

After about a year of fancying him, I felt that four kisses like that on my first date were way too many and things were moving way too fast so I decided I didn’t want to go out with him again!

hahahaha!

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