Customizing Your "Date"

Sarah got up and put on her clothes; a tight white tanktop and tight blue jeans. "John, may I make a suggestion?" she asked. "Sure" you responded. "Typically when on a date the woman stays with the man until the end of the week. I am happy to do that if you wish. I’m worried about leaving Bobby alone though; he can’t take care of himself. Would you be willing to stay with us?”

That actually worked out better for you. Your place was still filled with moving boxes. Plus, you could gain Bobby’s trust then try to get him to teach his mother with more respect. You and Sarah got into each others cars and drove to her home. Upon entering you were astonished by it’s condition. Sarah kept her place sparkling. Everything was as clean and organized as could be.

"John sir, please consider this your home. You may use any room in the house but my sons. I want you to feel comfortable here." You nodded then asked a selfish question, “So….I mean….how do we get started? What should I have you do first?”

Sarah answered by asking a series of questions:

"John, how shall I address you?" You were feeling cocky; "please call me sir."

"John, what shall I wear while we are here?" "Ummm, can you wear nothing Sarah? Your body is totally hot!” Sarah smiles brightly. "You honor me with such a compliment. It is I who am enamored with your body though sir. You look like a Greek god." She begins disrobing until she is totally nude just as she was in the singles room. Her Greek god comment made you laugh. You were 50 pounds overweight and short. You knew she meant what she said though.

"John, how shall I speak? I can speak freely, or only when spoken too. Please choose the option you most prefer." You tell her to speak freely. You need some help navigating this life and she's the best one to do it.

Sarah says that those questions took care of the formalites. “Now John, please ask me to do whatever pleases you.” Just as you got an idea of an act she could perform on you, you saw two people walking towards the door. “Oh, Bobby must be back” Sarah says. She continues, “I do worry about him. If I get married he’ll have no one to watch over him. He’ll get so lonely.”

You told her she wouldn’t have to worry about that. “How are you so sure sir?” Sarah asked. You pointed at the person John was walking over with. It was Jennifer.