The Best Done Letter YeT! So my brown eyed sexy Metro-sexual that lives in a 500 square box in the heart of Vancouver. I have decided that you are one of the 50% men of Vancouver that let life slip by. New to this so called dating field, our first date was fun fabulous and exciting, dinner, and drinks. A walk past midnight in the city…and well you got lucky... I guess it was over right there. Dam should have left it at that! You told me you travelled wide and afar, stated that you actually had to leave the very next day... Swallowed my pride. Packed up my things...and kinda waited to see…what’s next...? Will he text, call...ask how my week was? 4 months later…we decide to meet again…my life went on with family fluxuations… Working hard to be the best”brings home the bacon” parent ever. To my surprise I get a naughty little text… I agree to dinner at your place, relaxation and some much needed safe fun play… During those few hours, you stated you were in town prior and dated…hmmm….um, O