MANWHORE — CHAPTER 2
<p>As aforementioned, this wasn’t a gig. This wasn’t a client. This was Emily. A real date. Albeit a coffee date, but uncharted territory nonetheless. If you’re new to these “adventures” of mine, I’ll save you the hassle of combing back through chapter one (all six minutes of it) and lay out some foundational info.</p>
<p>When I agree to meet a woman for the first time, what I’m used to is a previously established set of rules and boundaries. If not, then at least the expectation is that those rules and boundaries will be discussed or negotiated before anything else happens. I was learning very quickly that dates are not like that. Wikipedia describes <em>dating</em> as “a stage of romantic relationships, intended to evaluate each other’s suitability as a partner.” It sounds lovely in theory, but the lack of guardrails in place had me nervous.</p>
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