They had just returned from having a wonderful dinner and his date had walked with him to the three steps outside his door.

“I had a good time tonight,” Phillip told his companion for the evening.

“Me too. Wanna do it again next weekend?

“Yeah, I would love to,” he agreed happily.

“Good. It’s a date then. Same time?” his date asked him, as he reached for both of Phillip’s hands and drew him closer.

“Okay.”

Shyly he raised his head and looked into the smiling face of his escort. Holding his breath as his partner raised a hand to his face; slowly he removed his glasses and placed them into the breast pocket, of Phillip’s blue cotton shirt.

He dare not move. His tower of a man moved in closer and Phillip held his breath. Excitedly he parted his lips, closed his eyes and then he felt the soft touch of his companion’s mouth pressed against his, in a ....