First date

Frenchy came over last night. We watched Good Night and Good Luck, talked, and had a couple of make-out sessions. He ended up spending the night, but it was quite chaste ... well, mostly chaste. There was lots of kissing, a little touching, strictly above the waist with no clothing removed. It was nice, and he wasn't pushy at all.

The cutest part of the night was during the movie. We were sitting close to each other, but he hadn't made a move yet. It was getting chilly in the room, so I got a blanket and covered us up. His fingers were touching my arm. I leaned forward to get a sip of my beer, and his fingers moved to my wrist. When I leaned back, he moved them to my hand, so then we were holding hands under the blanket. It was so sweet!