She was so brave to tell the truth. You admired her for this "No. Of course not, why should I?".

"What's in the past is in the past." you said.

Lisa smiled a little.

"You are so honest and you keep everything so real." Somehow it didn't really matter that Lisa had a past. If anything it felt like a winning lotteryticket that a woman such as her, who could have anyone she wanted, wanted you.

The date continued. You both drank some wine. At a certain point she went to the ladies' room. And while you were alone at the restauranttable it sank in: you're dating cheerleader material. You though to yourself: If only your old highschool friends could see you now.