Megan was a cute nerd. We started talking on reddit and we were both awkward as fuck. But she was confident and fun. I also happen to be confident and fun, on occasion. On our first date I drove an hour and a half to visit here. We walked around her small town, visiting the local shops. I started noticing the sway of her hips as I walked behind her in the comic book store, browsing and exchanging nerd cred. (I ended up buying a board game). She was wearing a short black dress that highlighted her round ass. Of course, I made sufficient eye contact.

We walked around some more, sharing our lives. I was barely sticking my toes into ENM (remind me to share my story about Tracy), and her previous relationship was poly. We had a beer at the local pub then we were going to head out for some more drinks.

Conversation didn’t flow super well, unfortunately. Our vibe was just a little bit off. Nothing purposeful, just awkward first date trying to find our mesh. The place she recommended was crowded and we found ourselves waiting in line outside the wine bar. I struck up a weird rant about wordle and my cheeks flushed as I couldn’t stop my ramble. She found it cute. Please hurry line, I thought. More awkward staring and conversation. My eyes traveled up and down her body. Damn, she was curvy. Short black dress. Nice hourglass figure. Neckline plunging teasingly, but keeping its secrets. She noticed my eyes traveling up and down but didn’t say anything.

Finally, the line moved and we made it to entrance of the crowded bar. We still weren’t seated but at least we were inside. The hostess said it’d be about 20 minutes wait.

Welp, here goes nothing. “You said you live nearby?” I asked.