My mind is going insane. I held no bars on this date. After having a hard time getting her to enjoy the park. We went to go shopping. Rita seemed to be happy. Everyone around town is worried about the bandits attacking people on the road.
It seems like such worries aren't for her. It isn't for me either because I am worried about becoming an idiot again. I am banking everything on her being satisfied. She didn't seem happy before or during the date.
Her mood changed when I grabbed her hand while eating dinner. We both got steaks at a restaurant. Not a fancy restaurant like where Rita works out. It is a local family restaurant. She finished eating her steak. She then started to eat the sides.
When eating the side dishes you don't need to use both hands. So when she put her left hand on the table I snatched it. I forcefully held her hand. Holding hands is lewd but I am desperate to make her feel good.
She recoiled a bit after holding her hands but she accepted it with a red face. She got a little hot and bothered after that. She damned that we stopped by her house so she could take a nap in a comfortable place.
I am not sure why she wouldn't be okay with an inn. I wouldn't mind paying for a room or two to nap. A nap could benefit me right now. I am so stressed out. We took a walk to her house. It was a little far. Not enough to make me tired but this isn't close to her work.
She must be good at walking now since her house is kind of far away. Maybe it isn't that far. What is tough for me is that this place is like a maze. We have walked over three bridges already. I turned right three times and left about four times.
Some of the streets can get skinny. Whereas if I was bigger I would have a hard time walking. I am glad I am not big and bulky. Now after a 15-minute walk, we are on the outskirts of the entertainment district. We had to go through the entertainment district to get to her house.
Thankfully I don't have to walk anymore. After a total of 28 minutes, we are here. Why does she want to stay here to rest? Getting an inn would be a lot better for both parties. Does she not feel safe in the city?
Does she feel safe with me? I wonder why I followed her. I tried to talk to her on the way here. She just told me to come with her. I followed her demands. I feel bad. Did I make her sick?
Maybe I was too forceful. Hand-holding without warning would make it more bashful. I need to be less desperate. Haste makes waste. I learned the value of that phrase.