wendylynn

I dont know what I want, how am I supposed to expect other people to know. I had a hot date. He drove three hours to get here. He kissed (and...) like a dream and left me with a yummy hickey and I was mean to him and anxious for him to go. He stayed on his Blackberry too much and wanted me to pay for the meal (salad and wine) at our very first date. I hinted I wanted a glass marble from the glass blowing factory here that is a big deal for our area. He looked at me as if he didn't understand the world marble. Next.