Ground Hog Date

VENUE: Undiscolsed but trust me, it is cursed!
MOOD: Love is Going...

DISCLAIMER: The story is true but the names has been changed to protect the embarrassed and closeted.

Once upon a time, about eight weeks ago, there was a Prince Manabu who wished upon his Conifer plant. [Read Blog dated 5 Dec 2005 Flower Power] He prayed to find a worthy prince, bring him home, and look after one another happily ever after. The Prince kicked off 3 blind dates with such a heck of a 'Cinderella-Dream'. So far, it all ended in 'Shrek-Reality'.

PART 1: TWO's A DATE, THREE IS...WHAT THE HELL?!

During a 2 hour conversation

Date No.3: "I like the center room of your house more than
your chic bedroom because I can see a display of books."
Prince: "Ah! But i have 4 wooden crate of good books hidden in
my chic..." [interrupted]
Date No. 3: "Because the room I have now has fucked up setting
in that I have no shelves to impress with a shelf
of books....By the way, I'm attached."
Prince: *eyes darted in surprise. Vaguely, a scene from Desperate Housewifes flashed across his mind. But before he could put a finger to the ass of that thought...*

Date No. 3: "But I hope you don't ask me anything about what
I just said...'cos if it is OK with you...I won't
want to answer..."
Prince: [grab hair with one hand] "Of course it is not OK..."
Date No. 3: "I hope we can still be platonic friends"

Prince: [bedroom starst to spin] *of course! we just did IT to become platonic friends! makes utter sense, of course!* BUT the Prince instead said "Yeah...Partly 'cos I won't want to be the other guy"

It turns out on two occasions, his dates already has their princes.

*Darn! Think i have got to start drinking heavily soon. Wait a minute! I should stalk them both and force a sum to keep all our bedroom liasion quiet. Then, I could use those money to drink even more heavily...*

There is a second half to this tale. It is too much like a tabloid to post. You know, sex...and more sex. But if u are privately curious or simply want to finish what I started, write in with your mail address.