You patiently wait the day out, hanging on the couch and watching TV a bit. You aren't interrupted much except for the occasional inhabitant of this house walking past. At 8 PM precisely, you hear the doorbell ring and the girl from earlier opens the door. A few words are exchanged with an unseen male person, then she comes in and says:"hey sis, it's your boyfriend for your first date." Then the male person, your boyfriend, comes into the room and gives you a quick kiss on the cheek. He looks about 18, a tall handsome guy with sideburns. "You ready to go?", he asks. "Um, just a moment", you reply, "need to get dressed. I'll be done in a moment." You hurry up to your room and open your wardrobe. "Jeeze, a date", you think, "I can just tell this is going to be very unpleasant. At least it's still the first date, so he's not expecting sex or anything. Still, kissing a guy...". Your mind skips for a moment. "...is what I'm hoping for. That oughta make it worth it." You pull out a short silk dress and heeled boots, both a shiny black color. You pull on the dress and wiggle around a bit to enjoy the feel of the silk, and then you zip up your boots. You go downstairs and greet your boyfriend, who is ready to go. You pull on your coat, step outside and decide where to go first...