From her perspective
Steve and I met on pof . I was a local, and he was a business man from out of state. Our first encounter was pretty typical – we met in a dark bar, sat in the far back corner, talked, and had a few drinks over the course of a couple of hours.
It wasn’t long into our meeting that we both knew that we were going to be sleeping with each other by the end of the night. He was an attractive business type, with short dark brown hair, that was perfectly manicured. He had piercing eyes, and the way that he spoke drew me in and kept my attention. He spoke in a calm, yet urgent way that made everything he said more intense and interesting. I was wearing tight jeans, black leather boots, and a black tank top under a black jacket. My dark brown hair was down, and wavy, and I was wearing gold earrings that dangled a bit that made little tinkling noises whenever I moved my head.