The Dame

It's only right and proper that I inform you all of The Dame's date tonight in what seems like an eternity of almost four years. Sorry, she'll chastise me for saying that it was anything more than a 'friendly informal chat'. Although, I do hope she has her fingers in a pie tonight.

The lady The Dame is meeting comes from an online background and they seem to have hit if off rather well. Similar interests, that lesbian idiosyncrasy, a love of food and good conversation. Gents cross those balls, and ladies, tie a knot with those lady lips. This is a cause for celebration. The Dame's emancipation is well on it's way. We have both tread carefully onto the first rung of our sexual revolutionary ladder. And there remains this feeling, as though we're both finally levitating.