The Perfect Date

Okay people i wanna know what you guys/gals would call a perfect date.......share your fantasies..

 

Just sex.

That's all.

 

It's a fine evening; there's a cool breeze and the stars glimmer in all their splendor, the moon peeking out from behind a wisp or two of silver cloud. I park my Porsche on the street by her home. Eagerly anticipating the night to come, she's already prepared, watching, waiting for me. I step out of the car and lean against it, glancing at my Rolex as she walks up in a beautiful dress that perfectly accentuates her figure yet leaves a fair amount to the imagination. I make a crack at having waited for her to get ready (typical woman) and we banter a little. A quick kiss as the clouds part to completely reveal the moon, before we settle into my Lamborghini and commence transit.

More light banter and small talk. The traffic is, of course, perfect; not dense enough to hamper our travel, not empty enough to make the journey seem like a tour of a ghost town; I drive leisurely, and we enjoy this simple time together.

Eventually, we arrive at our destination and emerge from my Rolls Royce. Kirribilli House, the traditional lodging place of Australia's head of state. Having made millions through ingenious stock market trading and my own lucrative pornography and firearm businesses, I've renovated the mansion to a state befitting my title of Supreme Emperor and Overlord of Earth. We stroll up the path to the front door, beautiful gardens on either side, and the door swings open smoothly without a sound as we approach; my servants, of course, have been expecting us. As we enter, I thank them for their work and give them a paid night off.

We kick off our shoes and ascend the grand staircase in the main lobby as I comment on how the Picasso piece I purchased last Thursday represents Picasso's social and personal contexts. At the top of the stairs is another grand doorway. This one, I open myself and allow her in; it's my own bedroom, after all. Our conversation winds to a close as we embrace once more, hungry to be yet closer to each other. The crescent moon is once again veiled by cloud as we bone into the early hours of the morning, whereupon she volunteers to be fed to my pet velociraptor out of a desire to be of service to me. I gratefully accept her offer, knowing that this is all I can do to grant her heartfelt wish.

Dawn. The deed is done. I ride my velociraptor into the sunrise as I set forth to conquer planets yet unknown.

Welp, damn, sure does give my date a run for its money.

 

But do you really need the date part?

Oh wait...then that wouldn't be legal now would it...

...Damn I want one of everything you mentioned...


...ahem...a serious post...




Perfect date.

Girl I like (if possible), take away (something cheap), round at arcades, some chat along the way, road ways clear for quicker transport, no idiots bothering us (ie random drunks etc), take the girl back to my pad, and prehaps a cuddle or...depending on how I feel maybe some XXX.

Then we own noobs for the rest of the night via ps3 gaming, or each other.



(Even this is unrealistic, while I know girls who wouldn't mind this, none fancy me...and none that i fancy...currently)

 

You should call Littlekill, he likes that sort of thing.

 

it would start by meeting in my local pub for a few pints of lager then across the road to KC stadium to watch Hull City set a new club record winning streak(not forgetting the beer and hotdog at halftime).
Then it would be a few beers whilst my favourite chinese restuarant opens followed by the meal. the meal is £12.50 for all you can eat, i always come away satisfied.
We would have everything on the menu.
Then it would be into town for more beers then back to a party with lots of free beer.
Sex when we get home then again in the morning.

Pretty much do it every saturday, except for the hull city winning part and its sometimes my favourite indian

 

My idea of a perfect date is keeping the bitch captive in my basement.

 

My idea of perfect date is just a meeting with a boy who loves me and I love him. I think it doesn't matter where and when you are with your partner as long as you feel good with each other - sure it looks fine in my dreams, things like "midnight, beach, beautiful waves" or "dinner in a restaurant" but the most important is this great feeling, when you look at him and he looks at you and you smile and everything looks so great when you're together. But I've got a really little bit of experience, so it's just my weird thought.

 

tehuber1337, you should write a novel. It would seriously kick more ass than all that 'Twilight' garbage being littered on book stands.

You know, Saiko? Deep down inside my cold, black heart, I truly desire that same ideal dream of yours. But then, I woke up to a painful realization: that no one really fucking cares about any of that shit.

 

Embarrassing to say, but that sounds kinda cool.

Anyways, I dreamed up a perfect date, but then I forgot it. I only remembered who I went out with.

 

$5.99

 

What's a date?

 

You don't need a date just for that. Brothels are way more cheaper and way more fun than investing on a girlfriend just for "getting laid" purposes.

 

a kind of fruit.

as for the perfect one. it comes from a tree which has been properly cultivated and has a nice sheen on it's skin

 

I hate them. They usually make my skin itch. But I get mine dirt cheap.

 

id like to go to laser force or americans call it laser tag

 

It doesn't surprise me that even the half-assed prose that I wrote after an exhausting day surpasses Twilight.

 

Yet no one cares .............You have a certain charm and you tap into myth with 'tehuber'; working on the huge assumption that you have no hidden agenda beyond previous damage may I ask who pays your wages?

 

Taxpayers.

Also, previous damage?