Jill is the daughter of a friend. There is an age difference between us. She's 38 and single. I'm 55 and divorced.
This past spring I got stuck with an extra theater ticket for the musical Camelot. I gave Jill a call and asked if she would like to join me. She agreed to meet me for dinner and the show.
Let me describe Jill. She about 5' 7", about 140 lbs, 38B, shapely, dark brown shoulder length hair, nice legs, beautiful brown eyes. She is a very attractive package with a smile that lights up a room. She works as a graphic designer.
We agreed to meet in front of the theater on Saturday evening and then go for dinner.
Saturday night came and I waited in front of the theater. Jill finally arrived in a cab; carrying a briefcase. I couldn't figure out why she had that. Jill looked fantastic with a nice skirt. We walked to a nearby pub and had dinner and a few drinks. Before we went to the pub Jill asked if I could put the bag in my car. I asked what was in it. She said it was some projects she wanted to show me.
Dinner was uneventful. Just some small talk. I told her about some consulting projects I've been doing. She told me about her work. We finished dinner and walked to the theater.