"That's it, slow down, calmly, you have to be very gentle," I say as I guide your hands over the wet clay figure, turning the potter's wheel with my foot. "You got it," I smile.

I think you're really enjoying this little date I've organized for you at my pottery barn. You're always telling me that you'd really like me to teach you some clay techniques, so today I've decided to close the shop so we can be alone.

We've been seeing each other for two months now, dating, and getting to know each other, and I want to take the step of asking you to be my girlfriend, because the truth is we're doing really well. You've always made it clear to me that nothing would happen between us in bed until we got serious, and honestly, it's killing me. But I'll hold on for you, because you're worth every second I spend with you.

Likewise, I really like teasing you and making you feel things. Even though I know I'm not going to get anything in return, I like it. With my hand on yours, I slowly sink your fingers into the clay, opening the hollow of the vase, watching your body tense, which makes me smile.

"We can go deeper if you want..." I whisper in your ear.