It's Thursday morning, and I am in class for work.  I look at my phone and stare at Leo's number. that I have entered for texting.  Is it too early to text him?  I smile to myself.  Soon, he texts me good morning.  Phew.  Why do I suddenly feel like a ***** girl?  I’m nervous.  This isn’t like me.  I don’t do this sort of thing.  I’m in a minor panic mode as I try to allow myself to be more open, less uptight.  He’s going to drive down.  He sends a text that he has crossed the border.  I really am going to do this.  I feel myself blush with anticipation. 
When class ends, I rush back to the hotel.  I pour myself a glass of wine. I put on the sexiest blouse I had brought with me, which is not very sexy as I had not packed for anything like this.  It is light gray silk, with a little sheer lace across the shoulders.   I have on a nude color, smooth bra.  Nothing fancy but it does make my breasts look good!  I put the cork back in the wine and head out the door.  I am so nervous and excited that I am physically shaking. 
We’ve agreed to meet at a local sports bar about quarter mile from the hotel.  I walk in and smile at the hostess and say that I am looking for my friend.  He is sitting at the bar and nods to me.  I walk over and we kiss cheeks and introduce ourselves.  We decide to sit in the lounge on the comfy sofas.  We each sit on a different sofa at a 90 degree angle to each other.  This is fine with me at this point, as I am quivering, and not in a good way, yet. 
Leo notices that I am anything but calm and we order me a glass of wine.  I take a few deep breaths and we chat about life in general and how both of us have ended up, here.  I order another glass of wine and am beginning to relax.  We share a plate of nachos. The sexual tension is rising.  Yet, we still have not touched. 
We finish our food and drinks and leave.  Leo had walked to the bar; so I drove us both back to the hotel.  All I remember is starting the car and that we didn't even touch each other in the car!