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However, whenever I have done so, it’s usually been either during the stage of a relationship where we’ve been celebrating some event or the other, or the personality and manner of the person I was planning to have dinner with was such that I had no qualms about inviting her to such a place as I knew that she’d appreciate it.The attitude of the aesthetically pleasing Leonie irritated the hell out of me, and yet, against my better judgment, I still agreed with her request and we ended up having dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, Vinkeles.Within several minutes (it could have been seconds actually) of the Champagne arriving, we were suddenly, no longer alone. ” Asked the lady whose breasts appeared to have hypnotized my friend, as he was unable to respond.Two ladies, one who was blonde and tall with the legs of a giraffe, and was wearing a skin tight spotted dress to match, and her friend who was a lot shorter, but whose top showed so much cleavage that her breasts could probably have been seen from space, were suddenly standing next to us. “We’re celebrating actually” I responded, as the giraffe like lady squeezed in between us and gave me the kind of smile that held promises of bedroom Olympics in the near future.What then transpired in my case was that upon arranging to meet Leonie, she kindly suggested that we have dinner at a two Michelin star restaurant.The shallow man loves fine dining and indeed has eaten at most, if not all of the Michelin star places in Amsterdam.
At the end of the night we exchanged numbers with the ladies in question and made arrangements to meet separately in the days to come.Now, prior to ordering this, we’d been standing at the bar, which was packed full of many fine specimens of Dutch Antelope for some time.As Koen and I were engaged in quite deep conversation about the merits of The Dark Knight compared to the latest Transformers movie, I hadn’t even really taken too much notice of the various fine ladies who frequented the bar that evening.I’m ashamed to say that while my brain was attempting to deliver messages to me saying, beware, these women are only after the prospect of expensive free drinks, the excitable chap in my trousers was accepting the messages on my brains behalf and throwing them in the bin.The ladies in question (whose names have been changed to protect the guilty) I’ll call Leonie and Mieke, were both very interested in the origin of my suit (tailor made naturally) my watch (Rolex), where we lived, if we rented or bought the apartments we lived in, and asked so many questions about the details of our jobs, that we felt as if we were having introductory meetings with a head hunter.