jessica's first pof experience

we started pofing on a tuesday, come friday night i already had roughly 8 guys i was in serious communications with. one gentleman in particular struck my fancy so i took our relationship to the next level, i gave him my phone number.
we had been sexting for days and after a solid 20 minute phone call i knew he was the one i wanted to pop my pof cherry. he was cute and funny and charming and witty... blah blah blah, bottom line he was loaded and vodka was his alcohol of choice.
we decided to meet up at the spectrum for a few cocktails. i phoned my lover before leaving my apartment. he told me where to meet him and that the bar was right by the valet as if he were implying i should just valet my car. i drive a ford focus, valet is not an option for shumcks like me. so i meet him outside and he looks just like he did in his pictures, only flaw so far is that he is shorter in person. he promtly tells me that he is actually just wrapping up dinner with his boss and asks if i can wait outside for a cool minute while he pays the bill. this clearly should have been a red flag but as someone who was looking to get drunk on someone elses dime, i didn't see a problem.
 i found a bench and called my big lesbian roommate, brittany. while we were chatting a 14 year old girl, smoking a cigarette, approached me and asked if she could use my cell phone to call her mom. i told her no as i was using my phone already, she rolled her eyes and walked away. youth these days.
he comes back out 30 minutes later and is visibly drunk, still not a turn off. we go to yardhouse and get a few drinks. the conversation is one sided. all he talked about was the year he spent in costa rica, i personally couldn't have cared less. after about 45 minutes he threw  $50 on the table and asked if i was ready to go. the song, oh you fancy huh, obviously popped into my head.  i didn't think i would be able to get another drink and still have some of the $50 left over for a tip so i agreed it was time to leave. i am slightly relieved at this point because im pretty sure he had entered into the blacked out stage of his drunkeness. at one point he took the lime from his drink and tried to squeeze it into the candle because it was too bright. the candle was fake.
turns out i have to drive him home, his vehicle was conveniently located in his garage. we get to his house and he asks if i want to come inside. i love seeing how other people live their lives so i say yes immediately. we make out a little bit and his roommates walk in the door. they are real obnixious and i can tell that's my cue to leave.
i got home shortly after midnight too sober and fairly antsy. while i was washing my face, getting ready for bed, i noticed a mark on my neck that didn't wash off. son of a bitch gave me a hickey. i find it disturbing when people have hickey's past the age of 17. needless to say, pof date # 1 was not a great success, but if at first you don't succeed, try try again. pof on.