First Date

"I'm going on a date tonight."    
     
"Caw! With who?!"    
     
"It's on a need-to-know basis and you don't need to know!"    
     
"Is it serious, Jen?"    
     
"It's just a date, Madeline."    
     
“Awight, awight , don't get yer knickers in a twist! Show me the outfit then.”    
     
"I was thinking of a white shirt and this blue skirt."    
     
“Jenny, how old 'ar ya?”    
     
"What does that have to do with anything?"    
     
“Jenny, you're goin' on a date with the need to know bases, so I gather you wanna get to some bases?”    
     
"Madeline, you are so crude."    
     
"Nah, just realistik. That skirt is somethin' yer great grandmother would wear in the age of women suffrage.”    
     
Ohh!    
     
"Now give it 'ere 'n' I'll cut off at least 5 inches."    
     
"If you cut off 5 inches my whole nethers will be exposed."    
     
"Jenny, who says nethers?"    
     
"You know what I mean!"    
     
"Give me the skirt 'n' I'll cut off 5 inches so that his eyesight goes straight to your big bum."  
     
"You think I have an ample bottom? OK, what do you think, hair up or hair down?” Jenny asked.
     
"Your incessant questions have me totally knackered. Ya need 't calm down. Maybe take a shot of sum-fing."    
     
"I'm not even sure that they call it a date anymore."    
     
"Yer not that old 'n' it's still called a date, Jen."    
     
"Right, so since this is a date, we are going to follow the rules."    
     
"Ok, well... you 'ar OLD!"    
     
"Ladies don't put that out on a first date!"    
     
"God, 'oo told ya dat rubbish? Ladies do what they want on a first date."    
     
"The last time I checked, it was still 2024! If you choose to go all the way, that's your choice, Madeline but if the choice is taken out of your hands, then that's where the issue comes into play. I'm not sure I can do this!"    
     
"Jen, you're thinking with yer 'ead; what's your pussy say?"    
     
"It says it's lonely."    
     
"Awight then, give me the damn blue skirt!"    
     
Date    
     
"Thank you Edwin for a lovely evening."    
     
"Jenny, do you want this evening to end? I mean you've been flashing me that luscious derrière and those lace knickers that match that tight ass top of yours."    
     
Did I really want the evening to end? I mean, it has been a long time and Edwin is a very delicious specimen of a man. Muscles in all the right places, soft in all the right places and a glance below the waist showed he was very very willing to give my girly part a go!    
     
“What would you think of me in the morning?” Jenny asked.    
     
He gave out a deep laugh as he moved in to land a kiss on my lips.    
     
“It is the morning, Jenny, and I'm thinking very naughty thoughts.”    
     
I can do this. Jenny Montoya can get whatever she wants when she wants and my girly bits are saying go get it girl!    
     
Home    
     
"Jenny, you look very worked out. Are you awight?"    
     
"Madeline, I am more than awight. Ya wouldn’t Adam and Eve it if I told ya."    
     
“Blimey... he knocked some cockney in ya?”    
     
“I'm gonna tell ya honestly. I need a soak, two muscle relaxants and an appointment with my chiropractor because of what I shouldn't -a- done with this body.”    
     
“It was that good?”    
     
Turning to Madeline, I smiled as I walked towards the bathroom, yelling, "YES, and his name is Edwin!" before finally closing the door.