Since it’s October, it would be appropriate to say that this was The Day of the Curse of the Revenge of the Return of the Night of the Dylan. Dylan had come back to tour Melbourne; and since she was so fantastic on her last trip, I couldn’t miss the opportunity to see her again. In the weeks leading up to her tour, Dylan had been posting delectable thirst-traps on her socials in a delightful selection of sundresses, and since spring is in the air, I’d asked if she would wear one for our date. She happily obliged; and she looked breathtaking. I had booked a visit for three hours, and we had a wonderful time of cuddling, watching horror movies, and generally getting carried away. It was a lot of fun making her laugh. Time passed far too quickly for both of us, so I asked if it was possible to extend by an hour, and she agreed to it. It ended up being the right decision. Having gotten comfortable in each other’s company on our last meeting gave a deeper sense of intimacy this time around; I hope she enjoyed herself as much as I did.