Well what guys went... first date: flowers, a walk, a city. I tell him between cases that the last relationship ended about six months ago.
The second date: the evening, a walk, a snack, I talk about intimate relationships and their undoubted physiological benefits. Third date: a picnic with friends, a slice, a watermelon...
The Seed! If you read this (and you read it), I want sex. Direct to now. The fucking romance.
July K.