I couldn’t wait for our cinema first date – then porn started playing
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‘I bet he wouldn’t fancy me.’. That was my first thought when I initially saw my now long-term partner, Andrew. We’re now in our early 50s – but back then, I had just arrived in London in the 90s, studying English and Drama at Middlesex Uni, when I headed to the student union.
The moment I walked in, my eyes zoomed in on this dark-haired, lanky guy sitting surrounded by women. I felt the strongest of tugs – I literally spotted him across a crowded room – but then, noticing his good looks, had that (rather tragic) first thought and doubted he’d be interested.
Luckily, I was wrong. Ten minutes later, his friend came over asking where I was from. Hearing my answer, he chirped: ‘My mate’s from Manchester too,’ and suddenly I was being plonked down in front of the very same bloke I had eyeballed as soon as I walked into the bar.
Soon the two of us were talking, and when Andrew asked if I wanted to see him again, I was quick to agree. Our first date came quickly. We’d arranged to meet outside a pub in Wood Green, where he suggested we take the Tube to Kings Cross. There was a cool-looking ‘arthouse classic’ on at the Scala, he said, which was a very trendy, members-only cinema, known for its weird and wonderful repertoire and the fact that it had its own cat.
As someone new to London (and a lover of cats), I was thrilled. Love reading juicy stories like this? Need some tips for how to spice things up in the bedroom?. Sign up to The Hook-Up and we'll slide into your inbox every week with all the latest sex and dating stories from Metro. We can't wait for you to join us!.