A Good ManChapter 29 Another First Date
Pulling up outside Lily’s house on Friday evening felt very, very strange. Before I’d left the house, Clarissa and I had exchanged text messages wishing each other good luck on our respective dates. The previous three nights had been repeats of Monday, with Clarissa phoning me after her mom had thought she’d gone to bed. I also got a lot more saucy photos from her during the week. On Thursday night, before we said goodbye, she’d asked why I hadn’t sent her any photos of me. I duly...