This is an unusual post for this blog, a one-off: My Gentleman’s view of our dating experience.
I think the only other time I’ve had someone guest-write on my blog was my ex-sub who participated in an extensive reader Q&A way back when we were loved up (holy shit, that boy had a way with words. Unf <3).
This though, ‘an anatomy of dating Ferns’ from a vanilla man who doesn’t really know me, is … Continue Reading
So a few things, random updates of sorts.
My Gentleman found my blog after our last date (hello there, MG :)). He could have found it earlier, he said, but he was waiting for me to tell him. Of course, we all know what happened before we got to that. He wasn’t upset about any of the content, and he was flattered to be written about, which is a relief to be honest. It means … Continue Reading
Our last date was a week and a half ago. I wanted to talk about his email, to see if we could shake something loose to take us forward.
We’d had trouble lining up a time for our date, partly him, partly me, and he rescheduled the day before we were to meet. I was soon to find out why that was *cue dramatic music*.
This was the most dates I’ve been on … Continue Reading
The email address I had given MG very early on is not one I use often, stranger-email if you like. The notifications for it pop up every 24 hours or something complicated, so I didn’t see his message until the day after he sent it.
It was long, entitled ‘The imagination works overtime sometimes’, and he acknowledged that I might not like it.
He started with the positive, as all … Continue Reading
The third date with My Gentleman was a marathon of some eleven and a half hours.
The initial plan was a drive to a cute coastal town, go for a stroll through the markets, grab some lunch down there.
It was low stress (a big deal for my introvert heart), comfortable, easy. Chatting randomly about nothing in particular and everything.
We stopped for a glass of champagne (me) and beer (him) at the town’s only … Continue Reading
Femdom dating, vanilla style…
I have not come up with a nickname for him instinctively. I’m not sure why exactly. Someone clever on Twitter suggested ‘French vanilla’ (as in ‘vanilla with a hint of more’), which would be super cute if he was actually French :). I’m going to go with My Gentleman (MG) for now, because he so is and it’s quite lovely.
Our second date was a traditional old-style dinner date and I … Continue Reading
This femdom went on another vanilla date… *gasp*.
Let me catch you up here first…
I texted the Hot Older Man and told him I wasn’t in the right headspace for dating. After our date, I’d said be happy to meet up again when I got back from my break away, but it wasn’t feeling right. I was peopled out from peopling and was working way too hard to mentally build up interest … Continue Reading
