hmmm. well, at unexpected turn of events.
Chatting turned to a bit of banter, which led to flirting, which led to massive flirting, which led to teasing, which led to absolute filth.
And thats where its stayed.
Sunday is still on. it might be interesting.
Im still going to go, i do fancy the hell out of him. I know you cant tell really until you meet, but you can be fairly sure. Im fairly sure.
I supose its better to go on a date wanting to rip their clothes off with your teeth, than going with full knowledge that you dont fancy them at all.
I shall just have to get some of ikes iron knickers.