Yeah, bring her for a big slice of banoffee pie. Wait for a few minutes until her insulin spikes (pupils dialate) before asking the important stuff… That’s the only way you’ll know if she has any respect for herself.
KP, what’s the story of the picture of the mother? would you be into getting up on the mothers too?
Randy hoor.
Reminds me of a story, I was chatting up this nice bit of middle aged totty one time. Mid to late 40’s, but kept herself in impeccable shape, would be a prime candidate for the “Auld bird you would shag” thread. Anyway, we were hitting if off great. She was divorced, told me about who two kids, both daughters that were off in college now, and how she was finding a new lease in live. Anyways, after a few more drinks, we were getting a bit amorous and she invites me back to her place. We drive over to her house, and we stop half way up the front path lips locked and me getting a great feel, and she whispers to me “have you ever had a mother daughter?” Fucksake, I had a horn the size of the Bismarck when she said that, thinking of one of her nubile 22 year old daughters. So she takes me by the hand, we go in the door, and she stops and the bottom of the stairs and roars up , “Mom, are you still awake??”.
@Smark you are way over thinking it pal. Just pick her up and go somewhere casual for food. A bar like Bobby Byrnes or something. That way you can be finished in an hour if it all goes Pete Tong, or drag it on for coffee and a dessert and maybe a pint after if it’s going well.
I’d agree you don’t want to be going somewhere fancy for dinner, where your stuck there for two hours staring at each other.
Some fella’s coming across as dinosaurs in this discussion ref the Salsa lessons.
The world has moved on from catching women in head locks at barn dances & dragging them out of he back for a smelly digits session.