We finally decided for a bit of a meeting.
Not really a date. In fact, I don't really know what to call it.
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There was a bit of a deliberation on when to get together to figure out our status with our dating. Particularly after she dropped the bomb on me a few days previously, so we agreed for a Wednesday night get together, with the potential of some naughtiness and smooching.
Oh yes. Smooching. I love it.
We met up in the back of a popular 24hr eatery at about midnight in the back, and we greeted each other for an embrace and then confessed that she needed to go inside for a bit.
After finding a booth, we merely got a couple of cokes, chit chatted a bit about our personal and professional dramas. Taking an obligatory sip of our insanely flat and overpriced cokes, I asked if she wanted to crawl into the backseat.
After taking a look at her car, I decided the tint on mine was a bit darker and we dived in.
While there was considerable smooching and naughtiness that ensued, we got to talking about our status.
*I* THINK we talked about dating but not being exclusive until she figured out what she wanted to do. She was rather open to being a guest or a party favor of one of my parties.
Yeah, it was fairly fun meeting and somewhat productive.
Excuse me now, I need to take a shower because I'm all sweaty.
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