Neil and I finally met up and had dinner on Monday evening! [i] He didn?t stand me up again!! [/i]
I don?t know who fast-forwarded the clock, but the evening passed very, very swiftly. We had an exceptionally good Chinese meal, a few drinks, and literally chatted the evening away. Although I?ve been down to London a good number of times, there are still many places I haven?t seen, so I got to cross a few more off the list, like Covent Garden (although it was shut!) and Leicester Square and one or two others.
Oh yeah. And Soho ??? ;\
Yep, Neil took me so Soho. Walked me all the way through it, actually.
Now, I don?t have a problem with that. Not at all. What did worry me, though, was the sudden stop that he did at one of the venues.
The Spankorama.
Honest. That?s its? real name. He wondered what went on in there. (eh?!) He thought we should investigate. (wha??!) He damn near INSISTED that we investigate. Then, of course I got the excuses WHY we should investigate?.. y?know ? see if their idea of pain was the same as his, what decibel level the slaps made, or the yelps, etc. etc.
I did manage to keep him out of there (it was waaaaaay too silly an entrance fee).
But what I [u]didn?t [/u] get was an answer when I asked if he?d like the Personal Spankorama Service?? 😉 ]:)
GG
Neil ? thanks again, babz, I really did have a fab time! 😡 😡 😡