An Old Romantic

Hello my lovelies, are you excited about the pending Indian summer? It will give me one last chance to wear my flimsy floral dresses - good news!

I had a very romantic date on Friday night. Although I didn't feel a physical attraction to him, he did a wonderful job of making me feel special; chivalry is, in fact, alive and well. We ate dinner at a restaurant with panoramic views of the Thames, drank expensive cocktails and talked mostly about me (his preference). I had his full attention - looks full of appreciation without any hint of lechery. A rare quality, especially considering the tremendous cleavage I had on show!

After dinner we walked along Southbank, him offering his hand and his jacket. He didn't make a move until we were safely behind closed doors, at which point he still asked "may I?"

Although it's great to be powerful and independent, it still makes me go a bit gooey to be treated like a lady. I can't help but want the best of both worlds; the gentlemen and the bastards, submission and dominance, gentle love making and hard fucks. And as far as I can see, there's no reason why I can't have it all!

Brooke x