My name is Derek and I’m a thirty-two year old professional plumber. I met Crystal when I was called out to do a job in her apartment and fell in love the moment I saw her. Of course, at the time I couldn’t possibly know that she was a lesbian, so I tried to court her. I’d finished the job, which was only the replacement of a leaking pipe under the sink and we talked afterwards. She offered me a drink, which I accepted and I started to notice the things that attracted me to her. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes. Her smile was infectious and her body was a perfect ten. When she talked, she had this sort of bubbly way about her, as if everything we talked about was very interesting. By the time the conversation was over, I’d plucked up enough courage to ask her out for dinner and to my surprise, she said she’d love to. I picked her up the following night and took her to my favorite Italian restaurant, where we had a great meal and a wonderful conversation. I’d felt the night had gone really well, so I decided to go to the next stage by asking her out again, only this time to my apartment, where I would cook a candle lit meal for the both of us.
