May 10, 2017 Wednesday

from: Daniel
to: Sassy
date: Wed, May 10, 2017 at 8:39 AM
subject: 4 hours

Good Morning Mysterious Lady,

I woke to the excitement of meeting you.

I am surprised that I have not been to the Red House before. It looks gorgeous in the online photos. I will be dressed casually.

See you at 12:30.

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[photo of his smiling face]

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from: Sassy
to: Daniel
date: Wed, May 10, 2017 at 9:47 AM
subject: re: 4 hours

Good morning! I woke up smiling because of you. Less than 3 hours!!

I have on my business clothes… with a fun silk scarf!

-S

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Meet #1 Didactic Daniel 

I went in to the Red House restaurant and saw Daniel standing at the bar.  He looked like a very serious Danny DeVito!  He smiled briefly and walked toward me.  He looked short standing there and seemed even shorter when he got to me.  He is definitely NOT my height.  I’d guess he is 5’6″ max and perhaps shorter.  We hugged awkwardly – his head landed firmly in my breasts!  Oh my… not sure how I am going to handle being with a man who is so height-challenged.  I kept telling myself it won’t matter – I will get used to it.  Right? I pondered why it is so engrained to be with a taller man… hmmm.

They put us at a table in the middle of the back dining room.  It was crowded, so we could talk without worrying about being overheard.  We settled in and stared at each other.  He smiled and I smiled back.  He looked over the menu and told me he was impressed and surprised he’d never been there – it was his kind of place!  I relaxed a bit.  He talked about his work and asked for more details about mine.  I was pretty vague.  He talked about an upcoming school reunion.  I mentioned that I had one on the horizon as well.   He ordered a salad and I got the lobster chowder.  I sipped along and he regaled me tales from his work.  He seems quite didactic in an irritating way, like he knows what is best for everyone and does not hesitate to say.  It was odd because I didn’t see much of that in his emails but it came out in spades here.  He whined about having to have dinner with his wife and two of her friends, about how the wife of that couple is so tacky and clueless.  I told him about my fun dinner plans out in Sturbridge.  He asked me if I would go to his “country home” for our first time alone.  I said that sounded a little scary, both to be so far from home and to be in such an isolated place.  He glossed right over my concerns, extolling the virtues of the remote place. 

He was eager to end the meal and have me walk him back to his car for “dessert.” I agreed – maybe he has talents in that area that will make up for his personality and lack of stature?

We strolled through the grounds of the Charles Hotel then down into the bowels of their garage.  He had picked an excellent parking space in between two columns in a corner that afforded us lots of privacy.  He leaned against the car and pulled me toward him.  I angled my knees a bit to get my face down to his level.  He grabbed my hair and kissed me in a quick, fierce way that was rather hot.  Then he started grabbing at my crotch!  I turned a bit and hugged him to my chest, pulling his hands up there and slowing things down a bit.  He squeezed my right breast rather roughly and made a growling sound.  There was no finesse, no gentleness… it was a compliment that he wanted to devour me but way too much too soon.  He did not sense my discomfort, and said we were going to be great together! 

I decided in that moment that the triple whammy of combo of his personality, his height and his roughness meant I was done.  I need someone who is sweet and gentle.  And I hate to say it, but I need a taller man, someone who can envelop me and make me feel smaller, not someone who makes me feel like the Jolly Green Giant! 

He wanted me to get into the car with him, but I suddenly “had to get back to the office.”  I hope I was subtle about it.. it was almost 90 minutes since I’d arrived and I had told him that was my limit.  He was very disappointed and whined at length.  I thanked him for a lovely lunch and hugged him once more, then made my escape. 

I strolled slowly across the hotel courtyard, took photos of the beautiful plantings.  They were on a purple kick!  I sat on a bench and gathered my wits.  I very rarely hope not to hear from a man after a meet, but I did today!  I found myself wondering how to discourage him if he did.  Not something I am good at!  I went back to the office and tried to put it all out of mind. 

Of course, he wrote back as soon as he got home! 

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from: Daniel
to: Sassy
date: Wed, May 10, 2017 at 5:01 PM
subject: W Ma to Boston

Hello Sassy,

I thought we would be compatible. I thoroughly enjoyed our lunch and time together.

When do we get together again?

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from: Daniel
to: Sassy
date: Wed, May 10, 2017 at 5:07 PM
subject: 4U

A suggestion for next time.

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