I will not meet anybody new on a Friday and I never will again
- Looking for
- a submissive with a free weekday morning and some patience
- Experience
- Ten years, three dynamics, two of them long and one very short.
- Around
- the Valley, Los Angeles
Friday evening in this city is a machine for making two strangers late, tired and slightly cross with each other before either has said anything real. I have done six first meetings on a Friday and five of them started with an apology about the roads. So I do weekday mornings now, or the early part of a Sunday, and the difference in the quality of the conversation is not subtle.
Forty nine, the Valley, dominant, ten years in, three arrangements with two of them running years and one that lasted a month for reasons that were mine.
This does mean I am asking for a slightly unusual slot from people with ordinary jobs, and I know it. If your week has no daylight in it, say so and we will find something, but I would rather sort that out at the start than pretend a seven o'clock Friday will work and then spend it recovering.
What I run is unhurried and quite structured. Expectations agreed out loud, a standing evening once we are past the beginning, tasks between times, and a review every couple of months.
Not looking for anybody who wants a big night out as a first meeting. Not looking for someone who needs alcohol to have this conversation. And not looking for a person whose entire availability is the two hours in the week when four million other people are also trying to be somewhere.