I Need More Hairties

Chapter one (ongoing)

           Look at me, I thought. Going on a blind date and eating fine bread at one of the finest restaurants in Vancouver and oh my god I’m not wearing panties! Why did this just occur to me? Its fine, it happens to everyone, right? I just keep chewing on the doughy bread and pretend everything is fine. “Ava?” I turn around and it’s him. Fuck me, he’s gorgeous. "Hi, Brent right?" I said quietly. "Yes, I didn’t realize you'd be here before me" You and me both sunshine. Sunshine, you are my sunshine you make me happy... Oh my god Ava stop. As Brent takes a seat, I stare at his neck where his sexy adams apple lives. "So have you ordered yet?" Brent said with a smile. How can I think about ordering when I’m wearing no damn panties? "No! That would be impolite LO..." I was about to say lol. Shit. Recover, recover!! That’s not even funny! "Clearly, I’ve been spending too much time on my phone”. Great. Good. "Well that was very cute" he said. Score.

                 As the waiter approached, and Brent started to order I gazed at his adams apple, moving up and down. "And you?" the waiter said. "I will have a poutine and a coffee" I said. "Great I will be back with the drinks" The waiter announced. I can feel myself getting moist in between my thighs and a cool draft is making the situation uncomfortable. "Do you have to go to the bathroom..?" Brent asked. "What! No I just dropped something" I acclaimed. Of course he’s a gentleman and insists to pick up whatever i put down. I mean dropped. Yes lol dropped. However, not the time to loling in my head. “I can’t seem to see anything" he said. Whatever happens, happens. "I’m not wearing panties" I whispered. "What!?" he chuckled. The food came right on time. Brent just stared at me, not acknowledging the waiter or the food. "Come with me" Brent insisted.