Juicelog Wed 010206: After the first four minutes of going on my first date tonight I realised immediately that I wasn’t attracted to Paul in a physical kinda way. Conversation was relatively easygoing but did require me paying attention so that I didn’t come across as being too New York rude. Throughout drinks and dinner (at Wagamama’s) I delicately executed plan B by organising my second date for the evening.
After dinner I think Paul realised that his evening was heading in a juiceless direction, he employed this technique of self promotion by showing me photos of his cock on his mobile phone. As eye-catching as the photos looked (hey I’m only human and glanced momentarily) I have to admit his method did not impress me at all. After exchanging au revoirs I met up with contestant number two.
Once again, the chemical reaction needed more than a catalyst to get it going. However I did enjoy no. 2's company and chit chat more than Paul. Next time I will plan ahead to squeeze in a third time lucky.
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