Experienced by Miss X

Mr British Boots was a unique fellow.  We meet at a pub(where else would you meet an english man?) He was romantic and charming.  A successful business person who managed a team of over 20 people. By the end of the first date he was casually holding my hand like it was nothing. Although a bit forward the idea was appealing. This guy was great!

We continue to date in whirl wind style, dinners and fun times out. Movies and walks. Conversation is great talking about travel, work and every once in awhile fashion. He seemed very interested in my style of dress , shoes, purses. I am not a fashion person so tended to brush these questions off quickly.

We finally reach a level of “come to my place for dinner”… It was about 45 minutes away from where I lived, so I semi expected to be spending the night depending on how dinner went. I get the tour when I get there. It was a nice place. Finally ending in the bedroom. There on the bed are two ratty old teddy bears. I mean really old and ratty.  Believe it or not this is pretty common, guys tend to have that old stuff animal around for some kind of I’m cute reason. Although on the bed, tucked in the sheets is new. I laugh at it. He had a very straight face.

We eat dinner and its great! He asks me to stay the night. As I go to get in bed, where the teddy bears are… He picks one up and in a very serious voice “Ok Mr teddy tonight Miss X is going to sleep in your spot”… I laugh again… but he doesnt register and continues to have a conversation with the teddy bears.. Saying its ok and they can stay on the night stand. I stare. Blankly. Kind of horrified.

I should have ended it there.

To Be Continued…. You really must read on to find out why he was called “boots” … :)

 

photo by: Cross Duck