Ice Cream and Sleepovers

Nora

“The date isn’t over yet, and you’re already asking for a second date. I don’t think you’ve wooed me enough to ask for a second date,” I joked.

“Hmm, l will have to fix that. How about you come back to my place, and I can show you why I should get a second date?”

“Is that where you’re going to fuck me?”

“If you let me, you will not only be thoroughly fucked, but pampered. This night is about you and about getting to know me, so you feel comfortable.”

“Well, instead of going back to your place, how about we get some ice cream?”

“Are you not my dessert?” he joked.

“If you play your cards right, I may be your breakfast.”

I was never the flirty type until I met Ace, but I like it. It’s playful, and the banter is nice. When I tried to flirt with the guys I dated in the past, they would tell me to stop, that I sounded ridiculous.

“I want to take you to my favorite ice cream shop to talk. The seating is outside, so it is harder to get distracted.”

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