So, it's the beginning of a new year, and I intend to start as I mean to go on. M and I have been chatting for a few days on here, he seems really nice, chatty, funny. After two nights exchanging messages on here, we move onto msn, where I can view his web cam. He comes across as being totally genuine, ans we chat for ages. At the end of the night, I give M my number and arrange that he should call me the following evening, during a break in my exam revision.
The following evening I can hardly concentrate on the words in front of me, as I'm silently willing the phone to ring. When it finally does, I nearly jump out of my skin! The conversation flows freely, we chat about every subject you could possibly thnk of and M invites me out for a drink. Reluctantly, I have to decline, the pressure of the exams is really getting to me. I work weekends in a dreary shop and tell M of my boring day. He tells me he knows how to liven it up for me, and suggests that we meet for a drink the following evening after I have finished my shift. Although I know that I will be dead beat, I cannot resist M by now, and so I agree to meet him near to where he lives, and that if we get on, we can maybe go back to his house for another drink,
I make it very clear to M that I want to take my time and get to know him first, as I am looking for a regular fuck buddy, and not just a one off. He agrees, and so the date is set.
I am nervous and fidgety all day in the shop. So much so that my colleagues comment on it, sneakily, I attribute it to pre-exam nerves. At 5pm, I fly from my post, I can't remember driving home, nor getting ready, my hormones are racing, the adrenaline is flowing and my knickers are damp!
