Two Sentence Stories

I toned down what I really thought so you’d go out with me.
Marxism vs Sex – you know what people will always choose, right?

That little chocolate I gave you on our first date was like a little token for your drawbridge.
I didn’t know I’d have to keep paying once it was down.

Only two out of a thousand say yes, aye, but none are worth the time. That’s why you drink — you drink so that most of your tears (and piss) evaporates, so that you won’t freeze when given the cold shoulder.

This post was submitted by Alexander Rolph.

You want to know another secret?
I went out with you just so I could see what huge double-D breasts were really like (they were ok).

The movie that describes our first date.
Interview with the Vampire.

With eyes closed, languidly resting against the chaise, anticipating her companion’s next move; she hoped for something sweet, whispered flirtations, invitations for a rendezvous or four, and the indirect promise of a romance.
With eyes open, lids heavy, body leaning against hers, showering sweet kisses along her neck, and across her jawline, he hoped that his [...]

The game we played was called “advance and retreat” and she was a master.
Was it a date or not?

Yes, I totally want to date you!
I look forwards to being your baggage.

If you command, she will obey.
Dating secret #6.

“So, essentially, I think time travel is a real possibility, despite the Casimir effect, if we can develop a self-directed artificial intelligence and send it through a natural wormhole in space, because over time it could travel to earth and build a stable artificial portal,” he rambled.
“Have you ever BEEN on a first date before?” [...]