Alright so I am hosting another contest, but this one is geared towards Valentines Day. The challenge will to be pm me, the short story of the most romantic date you, or someone you know has been on. I only want real experiences, not works of fiction or stolen from a book/movie the Internet etc.
The reason I am going to have the entrants pm me these entries, is that after the seven days I intend to share them all for a poll/vote- anonymously so that the entire forum has an opportunity to vote for what they believe is the most romantic date submitted.
I’ll copy each experience, use page breaks and label them something like: Entry 1, Entry 2 etc. By sharing them for vote anonymously means that we won’t be able to vote based on who is liked best on the forum, and that we can truly vote on the most romantic date.
Rules:
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One entry per individual.
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Entries must be pmd to me
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Deadline for entries: 1/25/21 6pm Eastern Standard Time
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Each forum member will be able to vote one time, so be sure to vote for your own date when the time comes.
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Deadline for votes: 2/1/21 6pm Eastern Standard Time
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Prize Details: You are competing for a servitor that is designed to aid in all aspects of love magic, but particularly with increasing the intimacy, love, romance and sexuality within a relationships. The information for the servitor will be pmd to the winning entrant on 2/1/26
To start things off right, I’ll go first and give you an example. (No my little story won’t be submitted for votes, it’s just here to give you an idea.)
We had only been dating officially for about a month. I’d already slept with the boyfriend so, when my period came and I felt like crap, I tried to call of our weekly two day dates. Usually we would spend the entirety of his two days off, doing whatever. This time I knew I didn’t feel up to anything, I was tired, I was grouchy and well I was female.
The boyfriend didn’t really take my no however. I woke up around 7 am to the sound of his old ford f150 pulling in my country driveway. I stomped out to the door, opened it and left it open, while I retreated back to my bed and dove under the covers.
A few minutes later I heard my fridge open and close, and then watched my boyfriend change into jammies beside my bed. He climbed into bed with me and held me. I fell asleep, and didn’t wake up till around 1pm. He was still holding me.
I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and came out to my boyfriend making me lunch and telling me he’d brought me a pepsi.
We didn’t do anything special, or go out- yet it was one of the sweetest early moments in a relationship that I have experienced. We had many more, but not many that fall into the dating category, as it wasn’t long before I stayed with him more than my place, and I eventually moved in with him as well.
