I've never tried the cocktail. But I've tried sex on the beach.
This is about the time I finally got to have the sex I had fantasised about since I was 15. This is the sex that made me wish time-travel was possible so that 23 year old me could visit 15 year old me and give myself a huge high five and say “we did it kid”
I'd met him in person just 2 days prior, Through Tinder, where else. I’d had trouble with Tinder before. As a woman in a moderate sized town who was consistently DTF I thought I'd be drowning in dick, but too many men seemed to think I was too forward to be sane. Not this guy, We talked for 3 weeks online while I unpacked from moving house and waited for my new tongue piercing to heal before we arranged a date. We'd organised to just briefly meet up after our classes and see what we feel like. What we felt like turn out to be about 6 hours of talking non-stop about our lives and genuinely getting to know each other. Something I haven't experienced from a date in over 7 years. Every word out of his mouth, every detail he shared about himself, was uncannily reminiscent of the man that my teenage self had imagined co-starring in my fantasy theatre.