I Once Met A Man From Nantucket....

Well, this Celtic Lass had a date tonight. Having a date is not really significant. I have dates every now and then. But each date has it's own memorable moment and this one was no exception.

I met him at Starbuck's. It's a nice neutral place for a first meeting. I often don't even tell guys my last name until I meet them for the first time. You never know until you meet them if they're a freak or not, sometimes you still don't know for a while. He is a stunning and handsome man. Salt and Pepper hair, nice tan, beautiful eyes and buff. He was well spoken during our date. He owns his own business and writes poetry during his downtime as a hobby. So far, so good. I should have known it was TOO good. We talked for nearly two hours. We shared stories of growing up, stories from our defunct marriages, just getting to know one another. All went well. He said he had to go visit his brother before going home and it was getting late. I agreed. I was tired as well.

We walk out to the parking lot. He put his arms around me and hugged me. Ok, I say to myself, he's a decent guy. Then, it happens. His arm falls from my back and he grabs a handful of ass, my ass. Then he plants a big kiss on me. I back away from him and tell him goodbye, shocked. He then said to me, "You know, I could follow you back to your place." I said, "Nah, I don't think so." Still, at this point, trying to be nice and just put an end to the date. He looks at me and says, "Do you want me to call you or follow you home?" I yelled at him this time. The date ended.

I just wonder if I'm really that old fashioned. Is it normal to meet a man for coffee and go have sex with him? Am I really that different? Though it may surprise a few people, I haven't slept with many men at all. I've never had a one night stand. I've never had sex with a guy on a first date (second date is a different story :)) Have things really changed so much that it's normal to meet a man for coffee and then have sex with him 2 hours later? Again, I ask....Am I really that different?