Dating and Relationship Advice – Mystery Date

Want to add some spice to your existing relationship, then go on a mystery date and get ready to reap the benefits. Women love surprises, they like mystery, and they like it when their man cares enough to plan a day dedicated to them. Now I am like you, I am lazy, and after I have been in an established relationship with a girl and I already know the sex is there when I want it, why do I need to go to the trouble of having a mystery date? You do this to keep her interested in you and make her fall in love with you all over again. Why am I talking like you need to already be in an established relationship to have a mystery date? Well you don’t have to be, but it’s a little more difficult to pull off on the first date or two then it is after a few months.

Let’s explain what a mystery date is.  It consists of a date where you say, “Babe, I’m taking you out friday.”  She may ask, “Where are we going?” To which you respond, “Not telling, this is a mystery date.”  And this is about all the details you will give her.  You plan out the evening and she spends the rest of the week dreaming up what you possibly have in store for her.  Too easy.

Now there are 2 levels of mystery dates you can take your girl on, let’s examine each one.  You will soon see why you won’t do a mystery date at the beginning of a relationship.

Beginners Level

This is the only time you can get away with a mystery date on a first, second, or third date. It’s simple, “Hey I’m taking you out on Friday,” she gets excited because you don’t tell her anything else, you plan the evening, it can be dinner, trip to the zoo, picnic at the lake. Any basic date. The only thing about this is you don’t tell her.  Maybe mention what kind of clothes she should wear, but you could leave it up to her and then pack a sweatshirt if your plan is to have dinner under the stars.

Advanced Level

This level of mystery date involves a bit more planning, but it will be a lot more fun for your girl. This has you planning out every detail of your date and usually involves two or more places of interest. Start off by telling her to block off an entire day, such as Saturday. It’s best to come up with a location that is a little out-of-the-way, so you can build up the suspense of the drive. Tell her nothing, in fact if you have access to her clothes, pick out the clothes for her to wear. Everything from casual wear for if you are going to hang out down town or at the zoo, something fancy if your date will take the two of you out at night, or even some sexy lingerie if you plan on staying the night together.  The point is to have everything ready for her, so that she will feel comfortable with letting you take charge. This is where the details are important. Say you plan on taking her to the city, going to the local zoo, then to the hotel to change and go out on the town.  If you pack her bags for her and she forgets her hair straightener, she will not feel sexy when going out because her hair, “Isn’t perfect.”  And it can really bring down the evening. The point of all of this is to show that you care because you dedicated your time and effort to plan a day just for her. It really does not matter what you do or the amount you spend, just that you took the time for her.

Execution

Like any good plan, the success of a mystery date lies in the execution.  It all starts with planning.  You must decide where and when you’re going.  You must call ahead to get tickets and reservations.  If you need access to her clothing, you need to plan ahead to either have her roommate let you rummage through her items before your date, or steal a piece of clothing or two from her each time she sleeps over.  This is not something you should plan the night before.

Building Suspense

All your planning would be for not if she is not excited by your idea of the mystery date, so we are going to make it fun for her and make it feel as though she is in control.  We can create the element of surprise through predetermined courses of action and a little simple magic. Let’s say you have decided that you will be taking your girl to the local concert at 1 pm. At 4 pm you will take her back to the hotel room where you will shower and change, out to dinner at 6pm, and then night life and dancing, before heading back to the room to end the night.

To spice things up, we are going to create three scenarios for your girl to choose from.  Have her pick from three envelopes, inside each envelope have, “City Date” written inside of each. City date refers to your plans to go downtown.  Just make sure she does not see the other envelope.  What you have done is create an idea that you have planned three separate dates for her, building her interest in you, when really you just had the one date planned.

Another idea is to lay out three outfits for her to choose. I would lay out a casual sun dress, something she would wear when clubbing, and lingerie.  Based on what she chose, that would be the date. This way at most you would only have to plan two dates.  If she chose the lingerie you know you won’t be going anywhere that night.

The key in all of this is to plan ahead. If you have to make reservations or buy tickets then ensure you make her pick the right date, or don’t give her an option, just take her.  If you’re flexible then plan a couple different scenarios, it can turn into a mystery date for yourself as well.

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Amazon Customer Review

“This was probably and hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain.”

I read this recently and nearly died laughing. I know this isn’t the usual phicklephilly fare, but it was just so glorious and brilliantly written I had to share.

Happy Friday!

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Customer Review

Veet Hair Removal Gel

5.0 out of 5 stars
A warning from across the pond…
By: A. Chappellon July 3, 2012

Format: Health and Beauty

After having been told my danglies looked like an elderly Rastafarian I decided to take the plunge and buy some of this as previous shaving attempts had only been mildly succesful and I nearly put my back out trying to reach the more difficult bits. Being a bit of a romantic I thought I would do the deed on the missus’s birthday as a bit of a treat.
I ordered it well in advance, and working in the North Sea I considered myself a bit above some of the characters writing the previous reviews, and wrote them off as soft office types…oh my fellow sufferers how wrong I was. I waited until the other half was tucked up in bed and after giving some vague hints about a special surprise I went down to the bathroom. Initially all went well and I applied the gel and stood waiting for something to happen.
I didn’t have long to wait. At first there was a gentle warmth which in a matter of seconds was replaced by an intense burning and a feeling I can only describe as like being given a barbed wire wedgie by two people intent on hitting the ceiling with my head. Religion hadn’t featured much in my life until that night but I suddenly became willing to convert to any religion to stop the violent burning around the turd tunnel and what seemed like the destruction of the meat and two veg. Struggling to not bite through my bottom lip I tried to wash the gel off in the sink and only succeeded in blocking the drain with a mat of hair. Through the haze of tears I struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen. By this time walking was not really possible and I crawled the final yard to the fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. I yanked the freezer drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, tore the lid of and positioned it under me.
The relief was fantastic but only temporary as it melted fairly quickly and the fiery stabbing soon returned. Due to the shape of the ice cream tub I hadn’t managed to give the starfish any treatment and I groped around in the drawer for something else as I was sure my vision was going to fail fairly soon. I grabbed a bag of what I later found out was frozen sprouts and tore it open trying to be quiet as I did so. I took a handful of them and tried in vain to clench some between the cheeks of my arse. This was not doing the trick as some of the gel had found its way up the chutney channel and it felt like the space shuttle was running its engines behind me. This was probably and hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain.
The only solution my pain crazed mind could come up with was to gently ease one of the sprouts where no veg had gone before. Unfortunately, alerted by the strange grunts coming from the kitchen the other half chose that moment to come and investigate and was greeted by the sight of me, arse in the air, strawberry ice cream dripping from my bell end pushing a sprout up my arse while muttering…” Ooooh that feels good “.

Understandably this was a shock to her and she let out a scream and as I hadn’t heard her come in it caused an involuntary spasm of shock in myself which resulted in the sprout being ejected at quite some speed in her direction. I can understand that having a sprout farted against your leg at 11 at night in the kitchen probably wasn’t the special surprise she was expecting and having to explain to the kids the next day what the strange hollow in the ice cream was didn’t improve my status…So to sum it up Veet removes hair, dignity and self-respect…:)

 

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