Maybe go to the beach...sit on a bench and talk. You let me kiss you....I fall in love, and you break my heart. Something like that.
Or we meet...you think I'm possibly overweight, but strong. You're not sure of my personality because I'm a bit shy compared to our first phone call. You are slow to realize it, but I'm pretty damn funny and very caring. By the time we are leaving you can't decide if im the right guy for you, but you want to call me when you get home. You feel safe with me, but can't shake the fact you thought "Mr Right' would look a bit different. Then when you have a real concern, a problem, you call me. It's then that you find out I have a heart of gold, and an intelligent side that really cares. I'm not perfect, but I am a real person, looking for a real woman. And in the grand scheme of things...it really didn't matter where we went, what we did, or how met...only that we gave ourselves that chance.