Part 26 - For context, see my profile.
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The next morning everything was good. I woke up before my alarm even went off, ran to the shower and right as the water was getting to my perfect temperature, I said to myself “wait a minute, I should have a quick ‘use me’ session before I get all nice and clean”.

As I was skipping toward my bed, I remember thinking about an episode of The Golden Girls where Dorothy and her soon-to-be husband had such great sex that they “named it” and I thought “ha! I have named my masturbation sessions, that’s how good they are”; I chuckled and got right to it, furiously!

After my shower, I went to the kitchen to get some breakfast and ran into mom. I said “Good morning, mom” and she responded very indifferently, she was giving me the cold shoulder, but I did not care, I was the main girlfriend, thank you very much.

As I was walking out the door, I got my good morning text from Gabriel saying good morning, wishing me a good day and finishing it with “I can’t wait to see you tonight for our date.” I replied wishing him a good day and letting him know I would be ready by 7, and of course I had to tell him I couldn’t wait neither.

The rest of the day went smoothly, though a little too slow for my taste. School was good, work was as good as it could get and now it was time to head home and get ready. I was doing time math on my way home: “if I get home by 4:15, I will have 2 hours and 45 minutes to get ready”, you know the drill.

When I got home, the first order of business was to make sure the dress and shoes were up to par for the occasion. Then I had to shower, which took extra-long because I had to get rid of unwanted hair, which included underarms, eyebrows, legs and, yes, my flower! As mom called it.

No, I was not planning on doing anything, I was not ready for sex, I knew that much; but I also was not going to take the chance of not being prepared for Mr. Gabriel, so I got every nook and cranny I could.

If you men knew everything women go through for our dates, you would be a lot more compassionate about vanishing on us, jerks!

Anyway, it was 6 o’clock and I was almost ready, just needed to do my hair, which was an ordeal; I was instructed to let it down as opposed to my almost effortless ponytail, so that was a challenge. My makeup, Jesus that was a pain, but I finally got it to a point where I was OK with it… I bet you Christina does not have to go through all this, she is probably perfect as soon as she wakes up… but she is not the main girlfriend, I am! So it’s OK, HA!

I aimed to be completely ready by 6:30 because I know Mr. Gabriel likes to show up early and has made some remarks about not liking being late, or people who are late, and I was not about to start that way.

Sure enough, I got a text from him saying he would be there to pick me up at 6:45. I was glad I was aiming for 6:30 because if I wasn’t then he would have to wait and he wouldn’t have that and I was not going to make him wait. I am, after all, the main girlfriend.

From 6:25 through 6:40 I just kept looking out the window to see if he was there and hoping for dear life that mom did not show up early from work and just happens to catch me leaving the house dressed like this and get into a car, she would judge the hell out of me… that did not sound like the good time I wanted.

It would’ve been so much easier to just meet at the coffee shop, why didn’t I think of that before? sigh.

At exactly 6:45 I see a car I didn’t recognize park in front of my house and thought that must be him, I hurried to get my purse and run out the door, but stopped when I see him get off the car and thought to myself “what are you doing? Get back in the car!” but no such luck, he started walking towards my door. Couldn’t he just send me a text saying “I am outside” or something like that. I just sat there waiting in quiet desperation, he was walking in slow motion or so it seemed, it took forever for him to get to the door.

He rings the doorbell, finally! I open the door to a Gabriel dressed in a brown jacket, brown jeans and a light blue shirt, he looked delicious!

When he sees me he said, “Red, you look absolutely stunning.” He kissed me lightly and led me to his car by my arm. He opened the door and in I went, he closed the door and I thought “phew! No mother in sight!”.

He got in the driver's seat and said “you smell delightful, Red” and started driving. I just smiled and allowed myself to calm down from the mixture of fear of thinking mom would show up to catch me, the angst of finally being on this date and just seeing him. Took a few deep breaths, blushed a little from Gabriel's compliments and managed to stay calm.

Once I calmed down, I was able to take in everything. His car was spotlessly clean, he must’ve just washed it, but it would not surprise me if that’s how it always was.

Then I was lulled by this soothing guitar music with some singer that was just singing a beautifully and haunting song. It was a stark contrast with what you’d hear if you got in my car with Kid Cudi or whatever was a hit at that time.

When the song that was playing ended, I just took a deep breath and sunk into the moment, quietly enjoying everything. The next song was a little bit more upbeat but kept the same atmosphere, It made me want to dance a bit. In the silence of the music, I started listening to the words of the song and at one point the singer said “I wonder how many times you've had sex” and I thought I heard wrong and blamed it on my own lusty mind, I mean, it’s true… my mind sometimes!
Then, I realized that I was hearing right and that was part of the chorus and thought it was cool… but the next line said “And I wonder do you know who'll be next”. After a few times of him singing that line I mumbled “yes I do”, I thought I was quiet. Apparently, I was not that quiet cause Gabriel said “Excuse me, did you say something?” I just played it off and said “No, I was just singing the song. Who is this singing?” I almost got caught not being a lady, can’t let that happen just yet.

Gabriel then said “if you’ve never heard that song, have I got a story for you”, and that was all he needed to say, now I was curious and asked him about the story. He said “I will share the story at some point, but regardless of the story… I enjoy his music”. I just responded “ok, but you should know, I am a very curious girl.” He responded “I know. I enjoy that about you and plan to take full advantage of your curiosity”, I sheepishly smiled and left it at that.

He drove a little slow for what I was used to, I remember inside I was screaming “it’s yellow, take the light! take the light!” and “pass that slow poke, pass him!” I thought to myself “I am going to have to teach him how to drive” and laughed inside.

Finally, we made it to our destination, he parked the car and went to open my door, this was so nice. I mean, I could open my own door, but just the feeling of being cared for was, unusual, but nice.

As I stepped out of the car, he stopped me and looked in my eyes and everything I said inside about his driving just melted away along with everything else in the universe. He took both my hands in his and kissed them, I was back in heaven.

When that moment was over, he put his arm out for me, I took it and we walked towards the restaurant.

It is so weird, I’ve walked and driven down these same streets and by the same restaurants a million times, but that day, it felt like it was the first time I had ever been there.

When we got to the restaurant, he opened the door for me, and it smelled delicious! Gabriel spoke to the person at the front and told her that he had a reservation, blah blah blah.

They walked us to our table and when they did, he pulled my chair out for me to sit… I did not know what to do! Was I supposed to do anything? Was there a distance requirement or etiquette? I am so useless! They should teach this in high school!

I finally opted to get as close to the table as possible and let Gabriel handle the rest.

Ironic how I went from feeling high and mighty with driving, but sitting on a fucking chair required a research team… humbling.

Anyway, we were finally there, me looking fantastic, but feeling like an impostor and Gabriel just looking in my eyes, making me more nervous and vulnerable, I loved it.

He finally spoke and said “Red, I understand that there are questions you may want to ask about the future of our relationship, but that will not happen today. Today is for you and I to just enjoy each other’s company and quite honestly, for me to enjoy you.”

I said a simple “yes sir!”, let out a big sigh of relief and decided to just let Gabriel guide me the rest of the night.

to be continued...