Aim for the middle of the week.

I sit on Flora’s number for a couple of days before calling her mid-week. At first, I thought it was going to ring out and was just about to hang up when Flora answers.

“Hello. Who’s this?” I hear Flora say over a lot of shouting and loud noises coming through in the background.

I quickly say it's me and that she gave me her number after leaving The Loft on the weekend.

“Oh sorry! Ahh, I’m so glad you called. Hang on just let me go somewhere quieter.”

I hear her calling out to whoever’s in the background as the phone is muffled before Flora comes back on the phone a moment later.

“Sorry my kids are so loud when they get home from school,” Flora laughs as she is now able to talk much better.

“Sorry did I call at a bad time? I can ring again some other time,” I offer hoping I haven’t picked the worst time to call the single mum.

“No, it's fine. I told them to get something to eat from the fridge. That always shuts them up. I really am happy to hear from you. I thought you might not call,” Flora tells me.

Perhaps I had waited too long before ringing her and should have called sooner.

“Sorry I didn’t know when was a good time to call with your work and the kids. Of course I was going to call. I had a great time with you on Sunday. I was hoping I could see you again…” I venture forth in asking this cutie little Filipina out.

“I had a really good time with you too,” Flora answers with a little snigger in her voice before switching to more of purr on the line, “you have something of mine after all. I’m going to have to get them back.”

The small lacy panties of Flora have been taking pride of place on my bedside table. A little thrill pulsing through my body whenever I see them and think back to Flora and the car park.

“Are you going to be coming out over the weekend? I could see you at work again,” I ask.

“Hmmn I’m not sure if I’m going to be going out clubbing for a while,” Flora tells me and I feel a profound sense of disappointment, “I do have a kids party I’m invited to on the weekend. You could meet me there. It’s just a bunch of Filipina mum’s and their kids.”

I’ve never been invited to a children's’ party as a date before but I am more than willing to give it a chance. Flora tells me she will send me the details now that she has my number in return now. We don’t have much of a chance to talk further as the yelling and shouting of her kids draw closer and she has to go.

Off the phone, I am overjoyed at how that went but wonder what does someone bring to kids birthday they’ve never even met before?