Spencer and I arrived back at our dorm around five, giving us two hours to get ready for our date. While she was in the bathroom, applying her makeup, I called a few local restaurants looking for one with first date potential. I finally decided on this little Italian restaurant in downtown Buffalo and made reservations for seven. I remember Spencer mentioning that her dad is quite the chef, Italian food being his specialty, so I figured she’d like Guido’s. I put on the final touches to my outfit and gave one quick last glance at a mirror.

Ashley: Oh yeah Davies, looking good tonight.

I had on my favorite black dress that hugged all my curves in just the right way. I struggled to get my heels on, almost taking out the lamp on the counter, as fiddled with the back strap. So I may look good tonight, but I’m not exactly graceful. I sat at the end of my bed waiting for Spencer to come out of the bathroom. God the girl can really make me wait and I’m a patient person. I feel bad for any of her previous dates, I mean I could probably pick up a book and finish it by the time this girls ready. Just thinking about Spencer’s previous dates sitting on her couch, sandwiched between her parents, and getting the inquisition as they waited for Spencer made me chuckle. Finally my gorgeous blonde came out of the bathroom and I think I may have just cum at the sight of her.

Spencer: So do I look okay? I mean the dress is a little short and I think I could have done a better job with my hair, but…

I interrupted her before she could continue on with her self-conscious babble.

Ashley: Spencer stop, please, you look absolutely breathtakingly gorgeous.

And that she did. She was wearing a baby blue strapless dress that ended at her mid thigh giving me a great view of her endless legs. Her golden mane flowed down her back and her makeup was absolutely flawless. This girl could have worn sweatpants and a t-shirt on our first date for all I care, she looks great in anything.

Spencer: Why thank you baby.

Spencer said pecking me on the lips. I then took Spencer’s hand in mine, grabbed my wallet, and led us out the door. Once we made it to my car, I quickly ran around to Spencer’s door and opened it for her, helping her in. I then got into the driver’s seat and pulled out a dozen roses I had hiding in the back seat and handed them to Spencer. She blushed at my gesture as she took in the roses fragrance.