BDSM down under: please tell me I'll be fine

I haven't been active yet, here. A new environment, not knowing where is safe and where isn't, no job, therefore no money and no own place to life. It's really frightening to just get out there, and I just can't do it yet. With money and transport, I can leave a situation where I don't feel at ease, without them I might just be stuck. So no, instead of going out there I decided to wait a bit.
Life is busy enough. Hunting for a job, taking care of the (grand)kids, doing the laundry, cooking diner, gaming with the friends I made here, surfing the net and posting on Facebook. Busy all day, every day, and usually bored with waiting for my residency and finding myself a job.
One group of people I'm gaming with got a new member recently, an old friend of one of the other members. I say old friend, even though he's way younger than me, but then they all are, Our group uses Facebook to remain in contact, and that new person, let's call him Luke, reacted on one of my posts with a BDSM reference. I reacted on that, rather ambiguously, not wanting to give anything away on a public forum, Luke basically told me I didn't know what I was talking about, I asked him how he could possible know, and all the while I was thinking "Hmm, could he really?".
Next game date, I heard Luke telling about a party he'd been to and it definitely sounded like BDSM. So, even though we could be overheard by others, I asked him about it and it turned out I'd been right. I had to be careful, some of the people present are close friends of my daughter, so I couldn't give anything away. Luke was mildly surprised, because my reaction to his story was different than the ones he usually gets from Vanilla's, so now he was thinking "Hmm, could she really?"
Next day I mailed him, referencing to the Facebook post and telling him I'd prefer to keep a further discussion more private, asking him for his Fetlife identity. We messaged back and forth on Fetlife for a bit, and agreed to meet up for coffee next Wednesday.
Last game night we were both present, our private meet up still to come, and I was nervous as heck. I did manage to react normally to him, not avoiding him or paying him too close attention, but it was hard. Harder still when he offered give me a lift at the end of the evening. We did have a chat and a bit of a laugh on our way, and our "date" next week still stands.
What happens next, I don't know. But when two unattached people, a masochist and a sadist, come together, life changes for both of them.
More later, when I have something to report.