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Chapter 103:

When you are exploring a new relationship dates are a way to get to know each other, explore each other’s interests, let down your guard and enjoy the moment, see how your partner interacts with others and allow your friendship to grow into something more naturally. When you are living together it’s almost a reminder that you are still technically “dating” and part of the means to have fun with one another outside of the confines of the shared residence. The build up to the first kiss, the first emotional connection, the first romp in the hay are all behind you so you have to keep things alive by continuing the chase regardless. Or at least that is how I have decided to logical process the idea in my mind.

With the forecast being mid-80’s and sunny I decided we needed some outdoor activity, to start out anyway. I found a fun air travel themed mini-golf course and adventure center geared toward adults, with mixed drinks, wine, craft beers and food. Fermented drinks and metal clubs; what could go wrong? We arrived and went straight for the bar. With a couple custom golf-themed beverages in our hands we collected our clubs and set off for 18 holes of fun. I was not surprised in the least to find that the lady was both good at mini-golf but also competitive at mini-golf. She loudly celebrated every great shot and was very displeased at every missed opportunity to get a stroke or two up on me. We both took turns being ahead of the other but in the end she was victorious, and I will definitely hear about for the rest of the night. To be fair to myself, I don’t have the same level of finesse that she has but I am considerably stronger which is not an advantage is in this particular game. The good news is mini-golf was not the only game they had to offer.

With a second beverage on our little table and a plate covered with freshly made chips and pub dip to snack on we started to play some digital indoor golf. There was a big screen and a faux grassy area where you could smack the ball with gusto and have the video replicate actual golf. This is where my enhanced strength came in very handy. We played a few different games like closet to the pin and who can whack the ball the farthest. She did not do poorly, but in these games finesse was less important. What was important was that this game restored balance to our win-loss record and her thusly her attitude. We waited for a time to get at the interactive dart game but fell into casual conversation and lost our opportunity as the place grew more and more crowded. We managed to get a 3rd cocktail down our throats before the time had arrived to continue on our adventure.

The Challenger provided us transportation to the next venue, which was cleverly concealed inside a vintage bookstore. With prohibition era charm one wandered around casually before opening a doorway concealed as a bookshelf and entered an upscale speakeasy. A speakeasy that not only looked the part, but featured over 500 different kinds of liquor and a drink menu that listed cocktails made from 1-200 year old recipes. Of course they also made it clear that their highly skilled bartenders could put together anything the customer wanted, if it existed or otherwise. With only 2 hours before our table had to be cleared for the next couple, we settled in and ordered a Cosmopolitan for the lady and a Sazerac for myself. We spent a little time savoring our drinks and talking about this and that. The lady is focused once again on buying a house and talked quite a bit about our individual finances and how they could become intermingled depending on our relationship status. Hint-Hint. She was also quite excited about investing the capital gains from selling the compound. The waitress returned and we decided to order items we could share with one another. We started with roasted bone marrow, bacon jam and ciabatta bread, then some fresh shucked oysters on the half shell with house mignonette, then a rack of lamb with garlic roasted butternut squash, grilled asparagus and a cranberry glaze. Two appetizers and one entrée that were all as delicious as they were filling. The lady followed up her Cosmo with a White Negroni while I went to the temperance menu for a non-alcoholic drink. I was driving after all and already had 4 stiff drinks in me. Fortunately their teetotaler drinks were almost as good and I ended up with something called an Imposter which had a spicy orange flavor but smelled like roses. I would bet 80% of people tasting it would have believed it to be an alcoholic beverage.

Once the plates were cleared we sat together holding hands, my arm around her, taking in the place and people watching at the same time. After some deep analysis and debate, we decided we were the cutest couple there. That was until the lady noticed a man and a woman, also sitting on the same side of their booth together holding hands. They looked to be in their mid-80’s and quite in love with one another. Right then and there the lady decided that we were paying for their meal regardless of their relationship or financial status. She called the waitress over, asked if they had eaten yet and was told no. As I paid our bill with my stipend money, the lady took handed over $200 plus tip and told the waitress to let them know their night was on us “From one cute couple to another”. Then we exited before they could figure out why gifted them a night at the speakeasy.

Turns out the lady loves doing things like this, and I mean loves it. All the way home, she told me story after story of how she had gifted things to different people at different times, always taking great care to be as anonymous as possible. She also told me how it all started when she and her very young daughter were in a grocery store, exhausted, stressed out and having forgotten her wallet at home, when an older heavyset black woman walked right up and swiped her card at the register covering the full cost of the diapers and groceries. She looked at the lady and said “Every mother needs a little help sometimes, there’s no shame in it”. The lady said the experience had a profound effect on her and she intended to pay it forward the rest of her days. Feisty, competitive and generous; who knew.

Of course this date night ended like almost every date night, only on this night we were both especially feisty, competitive and generous.
Did something similar on our anniversary to Cracker Barrel not as fancy as a speak easy. An elder black lady, I assume her daughter , and two ,children under 10 are seated next to us. The children sat and colored. Were not loud , didn't get up from their seats, and were very respectful. Told wife to give them the money for the meal, she said no it is your ideal. I am kinda intimated looking 6'2 290 lbs with large tattoos on both arms. I got up and handed the money to the elder woman. She was shocked, I told her it was because the children were so well behaved. I think she started crying but I left. Marsh I will wear long sleeves to the ceremony, so as not to offend the lady with your red neck friends.
 
"I have decided to logical process the idea in my mind."

When has That ^^^ Ever Happened...?!?
 
Hash and Alexandra have THE REAL THING going on!! Nothing like this WHINE event! Please don't compare the two!! Hashbrown KNOWS what life is about!!
Did you see any of the recent pictures Hash posted on FB of Alexandra? Man! I asked when the next coven meeting was because I want in on that voodoo!
 
ahhhh....NO !

its way way to soon....get her access via internet to mess with your stuff...but draw the line there as far as names and such......you guys are still just way to new of an item plus at this age and time in life you just dont recover from bad financial stuff...especially if you are on lower side of things vs. higher end of someone elses earnings etc.

but its so BOTH are safe from each others rath if things fall apart for one of a zillion reasons in this crazy modern world.

my 2 cents

I am not into mixing or merging funds. She just gets excited about money and sees it as a competition. She puts a lot of work into having her money make more money. Which I guess is cool, its just not my thing. But she has outperformed my wealth manager and the S&P index for the last 4 years straight and she has documentation to prove it. And not by a little bit, by a lot. So I am probably going to let her have it and see what she can do. The wealth manager did something today she didn't like, so she went to intercede and he basically told her she had no say. Which I imagine is like wrapping your leg in bacon before stepping into piranha infested waters.

Also I find it increasingly harder to say no to her. I presume she is drugging me with micro-doses of GHB or possibly a hypnotist who uses boobs to take control of my mind.
 
i cant wait...my little trip headed out west i be stopping in and seeing hashbrown and alexander and smoke a little homegrown and catch some big trout...then go to one of these places with rockford and debbie dentist in a weird cool place and i bet rockford would fix it so i had a date with a librarian type that would play footsy with under the table even....drive back home stop and rest at harshbrowns one more time and head home!

dear diary...i lost my virginity on all kinds of levels on this trip.

the icing on cake would be if hash and me could blow a section of rock out in that quarry of his too.
Sounds like a hell of a trip
 
Apartment Life-Lesson #6: gay guys really like me and it's apparently flattering.

So I am working out in the fitness center, getting hot and sweaty in my tank top as I force things to resist gravity. First gay guy comes over and comments that has has seen me around the complex, then he asked what section/floor I'm living in. His domestic partner, or so I assumed, comes over and starts chatting too. I am in between sets but more interested in my workout than becoming friends, so I excuse myself and return to my dumbbells. I finish that set and they walk over again and continue talking, eventually inviting me to a party they are having Saturday. That's when gay guy #2 asks if I am single then informs me that there will be some couples and some singles at the party.

I informed him that I was dating/living with a woman on the other end of the building and thought she already made plans for the weekend. They looked at each other, then at me and said "You're straight!?". Ouch. Then the first guy says "But you workout all the time, you dress well and your hair is always perfect". I apologized for being a heterosexual and said I simply cared about my looks and my health. The second guy said it was a shame but he still wanted me to come to the party if I could and that I should bring my lady with. They gave me their apartment number and told me they would see me around the complex.

I told all this to the lady who thought it was hilarious and declared I should be utterly flattered "the hottest mom and the two richest gay men in the apartment complex are all after you". Har-Dee-Har-Har
 
Damn Marsh. Not good havin queers chasing you

It's all part of big city life I guess, not the first time I have been approached by someone from the other team. They were nice guys just not people I am going to socialize with and they were 1000x better than the burly trannies, blue hairs and rainbow screamers you see out and about. They are just gross, untreated mentally ill people roaming free in the community. The lady is still laughing about it as I cook her dinner.
 
If the lady has enough of him, he only has to move within the complex!! And he doesn't lose his car friend! Keep them options open Marsh, lol!!

Maybe my car friend and I can become a non-practicing gay couple! None of the gross stuff but all of awesomeness of two Challenger owners living together and exuding coolness from every pore! I bet he owns guns too!

Nah, it wouldn't work. Women and gay dudes would just end surround the building like horny zombies until the supports gave out and collapsed, killing us all. It's price I pay for these rugged good looks.
 
Oh sure, I get settled in with these ladies and then the perfect place opens up. I could have slept right next to Charlene! By the way a certain 40+ year old white woman said the other day that she never thought she could be jealous of a car, but she often finds herself hoping I talk about her the way I talk about Charlene. Then she threatened to name her car Fabio and have a an XL gear stick installed.

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All I know is that when you live with two ladies, and we have to vote over which movie to watch, I always lose! It's chick flick central around here! I am going to demand we provide an extra vote to whomever cooks dinner.
1 Vote for the Dishwasher...!!!
 
Curious? Do yo feel like you belong at the lady's apartment or like you are just visiting? Do you feel like you have to keep everything perfect and always worried about saying and doing the right thing. An example you are watching TV with the lady, your stomach starts hurting bad from gas. Do you fart on the couch or get up and go to another room? When wife and I were first dating, I would walk outside and let one rip. She figured out what I was doing and said you don't have to keep leaving. That was probably the worst decision she ever made.
 
Curious? Do yo feel like you belong at the lady's apartment or like you are just visiting? Do you feel like you have to keep everything perfect and always worried about saying and doing the right thing. An example you are watching TV with the lady, your stomach starts hurting bad from gas. Do you fart on the couch or get up and go to another room? When wife and I were first dating, I would walk outside and let one rip. She figured out what I was doing and said you don't have to keep leaving. That was probably the worst decision she ever made.

I feel like I was sentenced to 6 months in a halfway house. This is her apartment and will always be her apartment. I am just sleeping over every night. She tries hard to make it "our" place, but it never will be. I am hoping when we move into a house it will feel more like our place, but if she is the sole owner than it probably won't. So I guess it just depends on how it all works out.

I am still shutting the door whenever I use the restroom and reserving flatulence for enclosed spaces with exhaust fans. Fortunately I don't overeat, what I do eat is pretty healthy, and every day I take a natural fiber supplement. So my exhaust is closer to a hybrid 4 cylinder than a diesel big rig. The lady on the other hand is 100% okay leaving the door wide open and let's her "fluffs" go whenever the feeling presents itself, yet somehow they are always quiet and free from odor. I presume she eats flower petals and cinnamon sticks before bed or something. She will even come into the bathroom when I am showering to use the toilet and then talks to me the whole time. Meanwhile I am wasting 1,000 gallons of water because I don't want to come out until she's done and gone. I bet she would be okay with those side by side couple's toilets.
 
I was just wondering. In our house about 2400 sq ft I am never more than 10 foot away from a stashed firearm. Don't carry on me in house but I have them every where and hidden from grandchildren but when we go a trip it is a pain in the azz to het them put into safe.

I put my gun on when I wake up and take it off when I go to sleep. I don't even walk to the toilet at night unarmed. I have a long gun under the bed, a couple long guns in the closet safe, a full size handgun in a lock box in the night stand and another in a lock box in one of the living room end tables. When we buy a house there will be a lot more guns at the read because I will be able to build in stashes and safes all over.
 

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