okay this sounds like a really stupid topic...which first date is the most memorable to you? what did you do during that date?

I never had a first date exactly.

For me, its ma ONLY date 
Went to the movies with my ex, we had plenty of fun that day, hung out down town, but we got kicked out of a movie theater for trying to run up an escalator going down.

Oh, it'd be me first.

I over-planned my first date, tried to find a special and affordable restaurant - it turns out that she was much richer than me and the place I took her too was pretty average for her (it was luxury to me).

I also over-dressed to try and look good for her, wore a black shirt, a blue skinny tie and a blue velvet jacket - she wore a brown tea dress with blue stripes - she had bright red hair.

We chatted and it was lovely, little did I know I was chatting myself out of contention because I was not the 'deep' and troubled artist she had hoped me to be and that my writing was a source of pleasure and not pain.

I really blew it when we got back and I needed the loo - not wanting to invite myself in for the loo I left quickly - turns out she was still sort of interested but decided I wasn't.

I then did the worst thing ever - I wrote her a love letter - it was such a stupid idea and she was a little nervous of me ever after.

I was such a gauche romancer - but at least I meant it.

Quote from: milktea on August 02, 2010, 11:23:05 AM
okay this sounds like a really stupid topic...which first date is the most memorable to you? what did you do during that date?

My first real date was with a guy that didnt know i was TS, everyone else didnt feel like a date, just goes to show, dont date from TS sites, when they know they just treat you different. 

This guy did everything right, came to pick me up, opened the door for me, gave me flowers.  He took me to a good restaurant and not a crappy place.  He treated me perfectly as a gentleman treats a lady, it was a great experience and i felt really good after.  However I did have to break up with him, it was complicated, but he never found out i was TS. 

My current Fiance didnt know either, but i told him when we got serious.  He also treated me with the same respect.  Now we live together and have a great time everyday, i can easily see the rest of my life being happy with this man, the same guy that would walk a mile in rainstorm to get me a sandwich (he actually did this, and i didnt ask him either).

First date pre was with a school-friend. As I was aged 8 and already partially transitioned I suppose she counts as the youngest T ->-bleeped-<- ever!

First date post was with someone whom I will not name who had known me prior and was now a curate in the church of England. Interesting first BF! (and yes I assure you he does qualify in EVERY respect.)

Most MEMORABLE first date however was really my first one with Alison - because from day one we both had a sense that this was probably now for life. The fact that we both had a trans background was also quite comical because we were both already long-term post-op, and so Alison and I, who met via a mutual friend, had originally started by trying to come out to each other! That was funny. 

The most memorable first date I had was with the woman who became my wife.

We got a bus to London. It tool all night and we didn't get much sleep. From there we caught a Magic Bus to Paris. I don't know if these still run, but back in the early 80s, they'd been going since the late 60s and were kinda notorious for being very cheep and chearful.

We actually had a great time on that bus. Lots of interesting people.

We got a room in an hotel which someone on the Magic Bus advised us was very cheap. It was really quite terrible. The toilet was down a long hall. The place looked like it would collapse at any minute.

We spent two days wandering around. I knew Paris, but she didn't. I wanted to show here the Eifel Tower. I pointed to it over the buildings and she assumed it was just a few streets away. if you ever get to paris, you'll understand why that gets everyone the first time.

We spend a lot of time looking for cheap places to eat. Looked at a few churches and wanderd the metro.

We had a photograph taken in a photo booth. That photo is still on the wall. We both look really young and were incredably happy.

I have to confess, I spent most of the time wondering when this amazing woman would realise what a looser I am and leave. It was several years later that she admitted that she was thinking the same.

I have a severe lacking in dates--it's been over two years since my last one so I have to do some digging into my memory to remember my most memorable.

I supposed it would have to be the first one when I was 16 or 17 and we went to a concert and saw Fintroll.  We then waited out in the cold for his parents to pick us up and I was freezing my a** off and he held me to keep me warm.

My most memorable was the one with what would become my wife.

She worked in the office where i worked; we had taken notice of each other but never gotten together during the 4 years that she worked there. She always seemed to be dating other guys, and i lacked the confidence to ask her out. We were, however, friends during that period. Eventually we met at another party, and i did ask for and receive her phone number.

So, i was thinking dinner and a movie would be appropriate. We had a very nice dinner at a fairly nice restaurant, and went to a movie afterward.

But the most amazing part - we talked and talked and talked all during dinner. Turns out we had a lot in common, and being friends, we already had a basis for moving forward into a relationship.

Still married to her now (and still talking). It's been 22 years.

I'm still young and have no money, so I never got into the whole "formal date" thing.
But I suppose one event I could call a "first date" still makes for an interesting story. Okay, so at 16 I had still never been kissed and never had a boyfriend or girlfriend. When I finally did get a boyfriend, I was incredibly shy about doing anything romantic or sexual because I had absolutely no experience. So one day, we planned to have my first kiss. I had play practice that day for the Student-Directed One Act plays and a twenty minute break before the Competition One Act play. He waited outside the practice room for my break between practices and we snuck to the space behind the stairs near the science department. Where we proceeded to make out for twenty minutes. He is/was a biter (an overzealous one, at that) and ended up biting my lips and tongue so hard that they bled.
But if you want to get technical about real dates, my first girlfriend took me to see a high school play in a neighboring town. On the way back she and I made out in the back seat of her friends car while the two people in the front seat sang along to The Beauty and the Beast soundtrack.

um I wouldn't call this a date either..

BUT it was the first time that I really hung out with my current boyfriend who I am in love with (first love)

i was at my dorm and he calls me and begs me to hang out.. it was snowing.  we hung out on campus with his guy friends, walking around in the first snow of the year.

he looked so adorable and charming that night, with his big silly afro, and his hands down his sweat pants cause he didnt have gloves.

and he smiled a lot that night.  his smile is i dunno the world.. melty to me? if that makes any sense.

thats one of my first memories of him.

I was 14... One of my sister's friends had gotten a Ford Mustang for her 16th birthday

We went to the movies and then got Chinese take out

Oddly enough, it was the same day I'd learned how to drive a car and quite a bit about the birds and the bees

lols funny thread....


Mine was my last relationship that ended around two years ago. She was someone I spoke to on a local music forum and she suggested we go and see Interpol. I had no idea it was really pretty much a first date because we clicked straight away. So I was just coming out of a relationship and because of that I was also sleeping with my house mate >_____< ...I have no plausible excuse. Anyway so before I leave I steal a jumper off my house mate because it was stripey and awesome plus she didn't mind.
I picked her up with a few of her friends and after a few pre-drinks we went to see the band. I even remember the album that was in the car at the time... "Stars - heart", she ended of loving that band more than me! Then we drove home and that was it pretty much, no crazy events or shenanigans.

Movies when I was 15 with a girl from class, she wore a pretty red A line dress with a ruched front and a matching bow in her hair, i remember wishing I had that dress, I remember feeling grossly underdressed in my jeans and black shirt.
we saw Riding in cars with boys, the relationship never went any further, I bought her a necklace, which she still had the last time I saw her a year or so ago.

I don't think I ever went on another date, the relationship i'm in now was a few years on and just started spontaneously.

~Tali

I really wasn't a "first" date, but it was when I met my first wife.  I was visiting a friend on Saginaw Bay, MI.  There was a bond-fire on the beach and we went to it.  There I met a girl about my age and we hit it off right away.  We saw each other the rest of the weekend.  She lived close to me in Flint, so we continued to see each other.  Eventually we married, had two great kids.  But as it always seems my GID got in the way and we divorced.

Haha, my most memorable is me and Elaine's first date, when I was 15 and she was 17. We went blueberry picking and snuck off away from my dad who brought us there, haha! That was also our first kiss  Under a blueberry bush!

I wouldn't say it was my first date with a bloke post my life changing affirming shift...

However I had by this time a well established girlie life..... and it involved dinner with someone professionally (top league) within his field, someone all uber-alpha, balding male oft seen on TV as a specialist political commentator....

Whom I met in central London at his club, where we had an ab fabulous dinner, with many other well known UK celebs present....champagne aperitifs the lot.....

Then on the way home to his place, where I'd left my car.....in the back of the black cab taxi....he exposed his.....c#ck to me on the sly.....and grinningly stated "Impressive eh?"

And yes girls I have to say it was.... a particular fine shaped, solid well defined looking member....*s->-bleeped-<-s*

Though I did leave it a few more dates along the way before it/I got more seriously acquainted....

But the opportunistic cavalier action of the chap....did leave an interesting first impression for sure!....lol

And it still makes me smile to think of it.... 

This might sound weird but I have never ever been on a date, despite having two relationships in my life - the last and present one has so far lasted 5 years.

Mine was with my current partner. I never 'dated' my wife.

We had been out a couple times as friends, psudo dates. They were beautiful. For one we met after work and sat watching a gorgeous sunset, it was perfect. Then we went to a museum cafe where they had this trio playing and that was fantastic. So perfect. We had a great time listening to beautiful music, eating dinner. The music was so good it almost would make you cry.

Previous to that we went to an exhibition of paintings by gay and trans artists, drunk some terrible coffee and walked around the water front of my city. We stopped and sat on some stairs on the wharfs, bathed in green lights and the sound of the sea, reading poetry positioned around the wharf.

But our first official date was brilliant. She asked me out, took me to dinner, and then we then saw a great movie Letters to juliet. I kissed and nibbled her fingers, had my head on her shoulder and she smelt wonderful. And then we pashed like teenagers!!! It was so hot, so good. It is still good like that.  She took me back to her place in the countryside after and we drunk some red wine, and ate antipasto and crackers and cheese and salami, constantly kicking her two dogs away and kissing some more on her couch. It was beautiful night.

Well the first fond memory wasn't a date. I used to babysit for the widowed father of the boy I was sweet on at 14. One evening, when the kids were in bed, the boy took me in his arms and kissed me passionately on the lips ..... OH MY! I didn't know I could feel like that! 

The second forever-memory was when I was 24, had moved away from home, and had SRS. I had a date with a smooth talking Irishman. He showed up with roses, chocolates, sweet words, and soft gentle hands. Dinner, dancing, and you can figure out where that one ended  I may have been 24 but I was SO naive!