His name is "Anthony", I met him about 6 months ago returning on a flight from Paris, where he is a buyer for an upscale boutique, I'm not at liberty to say which, so we have been getting to know eachother, without sex, I know, I am baffled by that, but I am immensely enjoying the courting and learning about him etc. *Whether he's getting it from someone else while he's waiting for me, lol, who knows...*
He surprised me this weekend by sending flowers with a most darling note telling me to meet him at a particular restaurant in the city, and wow, I have to say, a man who thinks about all these things, certainly is working his way to some major nookie points, lol.
Presently as I'm blogging, he's gone to get me the Chinese food I requested.
Are all Italian men this romantic? Lol He's pulling out all the stops, I hope I don't jump him as he walks through the door. Or maybe that's his angle, hmmmm, be strong girl, be strong!
What's up with you tonight?
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