They say things happen is threes...

So it's been three week since I have been back on RSVP and in the last 7 days I have been on three dates.

Date one;

Was with a guy called Reid who in his profile looked quite cute. Dark complexion (which I like) and build (also like, who wouldn't). We started off emailing on RSVP and then one night after work he was online at the same time as me so he invited me to chat. While we were chatting we exchanged numbers and from there started texting each other. This proved to be fun and very flirty. Soon Reid asked me out on a date but didn't want to talk before hand so we continued with the flirtations texts until we met last Sunday.

Reid arrived a few minutes late so I was waiting out the front of a bar/club on a popular inner city street near to where he lived. We greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek and walked inside. From the first impression he was not as attractive as his photos, as his ears stuck out a lot. Kind of reminded me of Pinky from the cartoon Pinky and the Brain.

Reid bought me a glass of red and we sat down and did the whole getting to know you talk. I started telling him how I just joined the gym and was sore from a boxing class the day before. To this Reid asked if he could touch me!! I politely said 'no' and continued with my story. Then Reid reached for his phone and told me that he 'had to show me something' or he asked 'would you like me to take my top off?' I again said 'no' so he pulled out a picture on his phone of him in his very small Y front jocks posing in front of a mirror. I at this point was lost for words, I mean I had only met this guy 5 minutes ago and he is showing me this??!! After that, as far as I was concerned the date was over. I really just wanted to leave and he did give me and opportunity to when he went to the toilet not long after but I'm not the kind of person that could do that to someone so I stayed.

He then asked me if I'd like to get something to eat. I had already eaten but again I felt bad if I left so I said 'yes' and we went to a really lovely new restaurant around the corner. It was packed so we had to wait a little while for a seat and I only ate a salad but it would be a place I would recommend. I guess one good thing has come out of this date. As soon as we had finished eating Reid went to the bar and paid. He asked if I wanted to go somewhere else for a drink but I though I had lost enough time I would never get back and so I said that I 'had to get home'. I think from this he understood that I was not keen as it had only been just over an hour since the date began.

Date two;

This date was with a guy that I had been emailing while I was in contact with Reid but he wasn't as cute so I had not been as keen. However as the date with Reid didn't go so well I though I would make plans with him. His name was Michael. We met up on Thursday night for dinner on a street in Melbourne that is like our own little Italy so of course it was an Italian restaurant. I am half Italian so I was happy with Michael's choice.

Michael and I hit it off from the word go. He was cute and well dressed and the conversation just flowed. I couldn't fault him, that was until it was time to pay. We walked up to the bar and I as I always do got my wallet out expecting Michael to tell me he would pay. As the meal was quite cheap. However he let me pay half. Let me tell you I am a modern women but I always think that the first date a guy should pay especially when they have asked you out and picked the restaurant. So I was a bit taken back by this and when Michael and I said goodbye I didn't give him a kiss on the cheek. As I knew I had another date the next night I thought I would wait and see how that one went before making and decisions about whether I wanted to see Michael again.

Date three;

While walking back to my car after my date with Michael I saw a missed call on my phone from Kix (my third date). I called him back as I was walking and we discussed where we would meet for our date the following night (Kix and I had been email on RSVP and had also had a phone conversation during the week). As it turns out Kix wanted to meet me at a bar/restaurant that Michael had told me about that night. I thought what are the chances of Michael being there the following night so I said yes to meeting there.

Well I got to the place I was meeting Kix a little early so I went in, got a drink and sat at a table. Kix didn't take long to arrive and at first I did not recognise him as he looked a lot better looking then his picture on RSVP. He was bald and that I knew from the picture but he looked a lot cuter. I think it was because of the fact that in the photos I'd seen there was so much light on his head that it made it look like a bowling ball but in real life it was smooth.

This date seemed to be going as well as mine had with Michael. The conversation was flowing and Kix seemed like an all round nice guy. Then we decided that we would walk down the street to get something to eat and as we were walking I realised how short Kix was. I was wearing heels but he was almost half a head smaller. I didn't know if I could be with someone bald and shorter then me, I thought I would just see how the rest of the date went.

We had dinner followed by drinks at another bar and the conversation started to head south. I then lost interest and really just wanted to go home. We both finished our glass of wine and luckily Kix asked me if I wanted to head off. I obviously said yes and we both went our respective ways.

As I was in the cab on the way home I looked at my phone and saw a text from Michael. What great timing I thought. It said 'hey was good to catch up last night, do it again soon'. I wrote back and said I felt the same and for him to let me know when he was free.

Kix wrote to me the text day too saying 'hey hope you got a taxi ok. Thanks for a nice night. Catch you round'. I though from this that he wasn't asking me to see him again so I just wrote back to be polite and said I'd enjoyed myself too.