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[YOU MATCHED WITH SANDRA]
You: Heyy
Sandra: Hey 😉😉
You: What are you looking for on Tinder, Sandra?
Sandra: Since you're extra cute Philly, you can call me Sandy. I'm looking for whatever you're willing to give 😘
You: haha, I see..
You: I see we aren't too far from each other, would you like to go on a date, Sandy?
Sandra: I would love to.
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Dr. Phil adjusts his sleeves and makes sure he is in good condition, checking front and back. Especially checking that his ass has a perfect amount of plumpness, even though he knows it does.
The doctor makes sure he has his phone, keys and wallet, before walking out the door and locking it.
On the way to the restaurant, he ponders how much this woman will match her pictures and how goddamn sexy she will be. He mutters the words "I just can't wait to eat her up..."
Dr. Phil walks into the restaurant, his hands becoming clammy at the thought of Sandy. "I have a dinner reservation at 6:30 with a Sandra?" He says to the server, with a questioning tone.
"Ah, you must be Phillip. Right this way sir," The suited server says, with his arm outstretched to the right.
Dr. Phil follows the man, and is sat down at a table. "Thank you, sir." Dr Phil says, and the server nods, hands him two menus and moves on.
It's been 10 minutes, and Sandy hasn't shown up. Dr. Phil succumbs to the pressure of ordering drinks. He orders two champagnes and two waters.
Another 10 minutes and Dr. Phil is beginning to get worried. Has he been stood up? Did she die on her way? He can't help but over analyze.
Finally, after a total of 30 minutes, a hairy woman approaches Dr. Phil's table. "Are you Phillip?" She says with a country accent.
"Please, call me Phil," Dr Phil says, his hand outstretched to the seat across from him. Sandy sits down. She takes a sip of water.
"It's so nice to finally meet you, Phil. I think we're gonna have lots of fun tonight," She states, with a sly grin on her face.
The night seems to go by so quickly. Sandy ordered the most expensive thing on the menu, which only means she's going to put out. Not that that wasn't already known.
Sandy and Phil laugh in-between bites, getting along greatly. This is the best date either of them have had for a while.
"It's been so long since I've had a good laugh, Sandy," Dr Phil says, with a sincere grin on his face. "After Debbie and I divorced I never thought I'd have fun again. But you just proved me wrong," Sandy, inside is taken back by all the emotion coming from Dr Phil. She only came on this date for the sex. She didn't want any emotion with it. But, she couldn't deny that she was having a lot of fun too.
Sandy places her hand on top of Dr. Phil's. "Thank you, Philly. I'm having a lot of fun tonight too. I didn't expect that coming into this."
Soon enough, the night is over. Dr Phil receives the bill, insists in paying in full, and tipping the server greatly.
"Do you mind taking me home, Philly?" Sandy asks. "I took the bus to get here, and I haven't memorized the bus schedule out here."
"Sure," Dr Phil answers, opening the passenger seat door for Sandy. "What's your address?" Dr. Phil and Sandy start off to her house. Based on the GPS, she lives quite far away. It's no wonder she was late, especially with how public transport is.
