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sexpectations

According to a survey conducted by the Daily Mail – men expect sex after three dates and one in five men expect to sleep with their date if they spend 100 quid on dinner.

Surely an expensive dinner is not a guarantee that you’ll get laid? Everyone has their different ideas about how many dates to have before doing the wild thing and it all depends on the individual, but it would be awful to think that a guy is just going through the motions of the actual dates just to get you in the sack?!

I like to test this theory out, not because I’m a game player, but to see how many dates I can have with a particular person to see if they are genuinely interested in getting to know me or are they just going through the motions in the hope of some booty action. I had 4 dates with a particular chap once and they all went very well (or so I thought). I was tempted to sleep with him after the third date but it had been awhile and I was a bit nervous. Fourth date came and went and ended up with a snogathon on his sofa for a good two hours…….

He dropped me off that evening and I never heard a peep out of him after that. He removed me from Facebook and that was the end of that! I don’t generally play games but my theory of testing out the ‘sexpectations’ proved me right with him.  I like the whole courting procedure, and dating, I don’t see the rush to jump into bed together so early if the time isn’t right for both parties? But that is my perogative….. and it can take me a few dates to see whether that person is worthy of some bedroom action!

One of my guy friends once said to me that if he didn’t get a girl into bed after three dates he would have given up altogether!

Different courses for different horses I guess?!

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Funny first encounters…….

first encounters

So I get a text from a friend of mine last week…..

She meets a guy at a club, they share a cheeky snog, swap numbers and go there separate ways.

The guy calls her the next day and said, oh hi I met you last night, and I stayed at yours and I’m really sorry about peeing in your bed like that, I was just really drunk and just wanted to say I’m so sorry….

The best bit was it wasn’t her bed, or her house!

Pure solid comedy gold! We proper laughed about that one! I feel for the poor lass who woke up in the morning to a not so nice wet patch next to her! What a pleasant leaving gift!

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First & Last date….

first_date

So I arrived in a new city and thought what better way than to see the sights than with a local? So I signed up to RSVP and hit it off instantly with one particular chap. The banter was excellent, I could almost feel steam coming off my fingers from typing the messages to him on instant messenger. He suggested a date later in the week and I gladly accepted.

Date night arrives and I was full of excitement and feeling like a giddy teenager. The banter had been continuing via text leading up to the date and I was expecting to have a really fun night. The wine was flowing but the conversation wasn’t. Where was this hilarious guy that I had been chatting with so animatedly? It was literally like getting blood out of a stone trying to get the conversation going. We both knew it was flailing miserably so what was the solution? Wine…..and a lot of it. After the second bottle the banter was back and he got even better looking :-)

A cheeky snog outside the front of the restaurant ended back at mine doing the business…..now I don’t normally pull out all the stops on the first date but I was plastered and it had been awhile. I woke up in the morning and what did I see next to me? A large brown smudge on my brand new Egyptian cotton 300 count sheets. My date had left me with a parting gift…….a skid mark! Blimey! The verbal diarrhea that I was loving on our online chats was not what I was expecting on my sheets. Needless to say, I didn’t see him again. I still laugh about this, and even more so as his surname is Brown! Seriously if your date is too lazy to wipe his own ass what hope does that hold for the future?!!

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