Tinder-Tina: How to the devil should you be sexy in a hiking outfit?

But there is still a problem: How to the devil should you look sexy in a hiking outfit?I am desperate in front of my closet.Black sports leggings, sneakers, a short top and a gray hoodie must be enough.Glue sunscreen, put your hair up with the ponytail and off you go!

The island of security

After half an hour drive I get two milk coffee at the gas station.I switch on the navigation system, shortly thereafter in front of Adriano's front door.While he's waiting, I try to park my car.Three attempts and a sweat outbreak later I enter his VW Golf.From here he continues.Our goal: the Greyerzersee.

Adriano also adhered to the sporty dress code.His brown hair is perfectly styled.His driving style is good, I feel comfortable in the front passenger seat made of black leather.Arrived at the dam at the Greyerzersee, the backpack goes along the lake banks.

We talk about series, our families, business ideas, visions, ideals and our values.I am fascinated by Adriano.He is calm, prudent, reflected and brims with energy.After two hours of walking we arrive at the Île d'Ogoz.A small island with an even smaller chapel in the middle of the lake.It can only be reached on foot if the water level is deep enough - just like now.

We take a little break.I eat an apple, enjoy the warmth of the sun on my skin.Adriano explains to me that he always gets to know one woman.«I put my focus on getting to know us.I could delete Tinder here and now, »he says.He sounds confident."I have a good feeling," he says.Like me.

It has to fit when kissing!

While I'm sitting on a stone, Adriano always gets up.He is fidgety.I follow him when he walks to the water.The dark blue lake is around five meters below us."May I hug you?" He asks me.I am surprised, nod for consent.Adriano pulls me into his arms and I feel safe immediately.

"Come on, we'll burn yourself," he says.My light skin slowly turns red.Just when we walk on the stone path between the chapel and the mainland, we talk about kissing."If it doesn't fit on this topic, it will be difficult," I say.

And so it comes to the first kiss between Adriano and me.Somewhat unexpected.But it fits - very well even.Not only I seem to like it to find it."Are we ever coming back from this island?" I ask myself in silence.The atmosphere between us has changed in one fell swoop.

Where there was still a distance before, there is now a fresh familiarity.Adriano keeps taking me in my arms, looking for physical contact.I notice how I can open myself up and be completely myself - for the first time in my life.After another two hours we approach his car.«What else do you plan to do today?Do you want to eat with me? », Asks Adriano.

Tinder-Tina: Wie zum Teufel soll man im Wander-Outfit sexy sein?

Who brings the money home?

I shouldn't feel pushed, we could also take it easy, he hurriedly pushes behind.Almost 30 minutes later I stand in his 3.5-room apartment near Freiburg.A simple but aesthetic facility.I'm amazed.

After a refreshing shower, Adriano makes us a coffee.He cooks us a quick Znacht-a vegetable pan in the Asia style-that we eat on the balcony.We sit on the gray rattan sofa until the last ray of sunbeam.

That evening I won't return home.I spend the night with him, fall asleep in his arms.The night is short, we both wake up several times.Every time he feels like me, see if I am fine.It's too early when my alarm clock rings at six o'clock.Adriano immediately pulls me into his arms.

"I have to go.After all, one of us has to bring the money home, »jokes me.I hurriedly put on, grab my backpack.We say goodbye to the front door."We hear from each other," I say."I would be disappointed if not," he replies and kisses me to say goodbye.

And I know that I wasn't in this apartment for the last time.