Dating Game Loser

I think its just starting to hit me that I have no idea what I'm doing when it comes to dating.
I was just out of the game too long right in the middle of what should have been my prime dating years.
I barely remember how to flirt.
I think it just comes across as sarcastic.

Been on half a dozen horrible dates, most ended up propositioning for sex.

Then there were two exceptions, that completely baffle me.
The first guy I thought might be someone I could see myself dating longer term, never really asked me out again. He still talks to me regularly, hell, even flirts through text, and snapchat, but never takes the initiative to say, meet me here at this time on this date. I guess I was friend zoned and I didn't even know it. Didn't feel like he felt like I was a friend on that first date and the kiss about knocked my socks off.
But hey, I don't know what the hell I'm doing.
I haven't seen him in about 5 months.

The second man is a little older, but I can tell the age difference is a good thing. Finally feel like the man is ready to actually find a good woman and settle down, but at the same time he's willing to take his time. But how slow is too slow? We went on a second date last night and again, the conversation was wonderful, and he's sweet and listens, but he hardly looks at me, like really looks at me. I appreciate the fact that I didn't look up and find him checking out my boobs all night, but I don't really like the fact that he's not looking either. A girl wants to be desired. Plus, hes very hands off. The first date he touched the small of my back once to lead me away from our table and a hug at the end of the night, but nothing else. The second date involved dinner and a movie, and I was so excited to maybe get some hand holding in. But, nothing. He touched my knee for about a minute because I leaned over to say something to him in the movie. But after a few short strokes of my knee (that I'm sad to say was enough to ignite a fire in me anyway), he took his hand away and didn't put it back. I was even sad to say goodbye, when he gave me a short hug and a quick peck on the lips. Just a peck. It seemed more respectful than worshipful. And I really want my lips to be worshiped in a kiss. Still, it left me wanting more. Is that the point? Or am I friend-zoned again?

I get that I may not be the most beautiful woman, have the best figure, or the best banter, but I just want to feel like a woman again. It been so long since I've held hands or had someone touch my knee that I feel like I'm wasting away. Heck, it feels scandalous to get a pedicure and the person massages my feet! Maybe I just need to be patient and see this through slowly, knowing that the longer I wait the more appreciation I'll feel for the right man.
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