So…since I have a few minutes in the air…lets talk about Boston.
On Friday my flight got in late to mechanical issues, making me even more nervous than I already was. Part of me felt like it was a sign! It didn’t help that a “Beware of human trafficking” advert was right next to my gate…haha..ha..ha……
Anyway, I arrived in Boston and was greeted by hand picked pink roses that smelled absolutely divine. We quickly got in the car and drove to a pizza place by his house as it was already pretty late, about 930. Not late for me but for him, I could tell it was. As we ate our pizza and drank our over priced margaritas, we discussed our interests. It blew him away with how knowledgeable I was concerning fitness and tech. After talking about our jobs for a bit, both of us being in medicine, he started on the “You’re too smart for your job…you need to be a nurse practitioner” hype train. I’m noticing this sentiment is becoming more common…maybe I truly underestimate myself.
On the ride home I stressed how tired I was, hoping to veer off any intimacy that he may have expected until the next morning. No dice. As soon as we got back to his house and explored his AMAZEBALLS classic arcade game collection, things got Luke warm and heavy. I say luke warm because while I was not unattracted to him, I was not completely attracted to him. He had a great body, was very kind, but for some reason I kept thinking about Sir Bod A Lot and how much better his body felt against mine than this guy.
After we did all that fun stuff, I was treated to a VERY nice massage with lit vanilla candles around the bed and hot oils being rubbed across y back. Boy did THAT hit the spot after a long work day.
Saturday came and we did a bit of window shopping, me somehow completely missing the Nike store. Ugh. I needed a new pair of kicks for work! He knew my love for cupcakes so we made our way to a cupcakery and ate it on a bench in the Boston Commons.
While eating, 2 younger girls dressed in Attack On Titan cosplay crossed in front of us and without thinking, I immediately complimented them on their costumes. This started the ever annoying and judgmental “What was that? What is anime? Isn’t that from Japanese porn?” Line of questioning. The age gap was apparent between us as he commented on 3D Printers. I did however enjoy our walk 🙂
Now fully hungry, we made our way to the North End for lunch, where I had the best Bolognese in my life. It had a pork,beef, and veal meat sauce over penne pasta. Oh my god. I will make a trip for JUST that food again. If I wasn’t on a sugar date, I would have pounded back the whole bowl. His veal meat as also cooked EXTREMELY well. Curse my endless appetite. Did I mention he hit the car in front of us while trying to parallel park? And then wiped all the paint off of his bumper to make it look like he had done no such thing? My blood was boiling and I wanted to kick him in the shins for leaving his black paint along the rear bumper of the pretty red BMW in front of us! Massachusetts drivers are seriously one of a kind.
By now though, I was ridiculously tired and we headed home for a quick nap and some more arcade games before dinner. Afterwards, I changed in to my sexiest black dress with my new heels and off we went to dinner. Ohhhh if looks could kill on the streets of Boston, I would be DOA. Between the looks of envy from other men, often followed by looks of anger/disgust by their female companions…Boy. Boy oh boy. It was pretty comical, to be honest. The Asian restaurant had the best atmosphere I have ever seen and the meal was delicious. I treated myself to Haru Maki, Pork Katsu with rice, and finished with Apple Haru Maki, which is the picture for this post. Absolutely delicious.
During dinner he asked what movie I want to see that’s out and…god damn it Nadia…responding with the new X Men movie was probably not the best idea. He laughed it off, said his friends had seen it and thought it was good so he would try to find times. However, he picked a local non-profit indie theater and we settled in for a HILARIOUS comedy called Obvious Child. He barely cracked a smile while I was cracking up at the well timed abortion jokes. Hey. I’m classy. What can I say.
The rest of the trip consisted of sleep, breakfast, and me packing my stuff all back up. When I saw the envelope sticking out of my bag, it took everything not to rip it open there to justify my weekend. It’s not that I didn’t have fun, I just feel like I could have had MORE fun with Camper or Karate kid. I’m very excited to see those two this coming week, I now know a limit on age as far as SDs go, no more 50+. While he was good to talk with, our generation gap caused awkward silences and our differing music tastes due to it made it even more apparent.
No more Boston but hey! First Sugar Trip under my belt! Not only that, I met a very attractive man who just moved to Houston at the Airport bar. He