He buried his hands in my hair and held my head on his neck. “Don’t stop.” I laughed against his skin. This is not what I had imagined at all. ... moved his shirt aside and continued to kiss his chest and neck. He raised my head up and looked into his eyes. “I’m glad you told me that. It’s a wonderful memory for me of that day, but my thoughts were much more of a carnal nature. You’re very sweet, but probably not something I should partake of.” He set me back out of his embrace. Suddenly I felt. I’m at ease. ‘I know it’s silly, but I want something good tonight.’ I laugh some more and there’s a pause. He sits back in his chair and takes a sip of his water. The waiter comes for our drink order and I ask for a Sangria. Ben repeats the same order to the waiter he just gave to me. ‘Will others be joining you?’ he asks. ‘No,’ Ben says offering no further explanation. This makes me laugh again. The silence resumes. My confidence is back. ‘Ben,’ I say. ‘Yes, Tess?’ ‘Why did you ask me out?’. During my visit, there were about 3 dozen men and women of all ages using the facilities, mostly in the hot tub. I needed to sauna for a bit and entered the redwood dry sauna. It was about 8 feet across by 12 feet deep. A few very small lights gave it almost a candlelight ambiance. I took the bench on the left wall and sat nude on my towel; there was a man on the far wall nude, sitting on his. After my eyes became adjusted to the near darkness, I noticed he was mostly hard and that he. It was a bit of an awkward moment, So I tried some small talk. Just thena Taylor Swift song started up, I'm not a fan of hers, her songs play wayto much. Doesn't Taylor Swift suck? I leaned in and told her. I hate this stupid IKnew You Were Trouble song.She looked up at me with a face of anger. I must have said the wrongthing because it looks like she is a fan of Taylor Swift. Also justruined any chance of my getting with her tonight."If Taylor Swift sucks so bad then why are you wearing her.