Ok, for lack of a V-Day story but here’s something memorable
from one of my dates from some time back. He picked me up from the
office. Drove a bit of a way and stopped by the road. Turned off
engine and told me to relax and rest – it was a good 15 power nap.
After that I thought we were headed for dinner in some restaurant –
instead he had a picnic basket dinner prepared at home. Simple fare
but it was fab! Coupled with easy music, low lights.
Oh yeah, this was the same guy who once stopped his car by the
side (golly, sounds so modus operandi?) and “demanded” I get out so
we could dance.
