A bittersweet memory.....  

rm_kalisweet 47F
326 posts
5/31/2006 3:14 pm
A bittersweet memory.....

I've been thinking about posting this for a while now.......it seems like it is time for me to think about it again. It's been on my mind.

This is a story of.......well I don't know what it is. A love story? Not quite.......maybe a lust story.

I had two big firsts in 2002. I traveled out of the country for the first time; I visited London in late Oct. It was a long time dream come true, and came about when I decided to spend my tax return and accumulated savings on a trip instead of putting it towards a kitchen remodel (my kitchen is still a pit, btw).

And I started posting personal ads on the internet. I was on the more 'vanilla' sites back then, having a date here and there, nothing really going on. Then I found a site that I seemed to do well at........but the thing was, I wasn't meeting anyone locally. It was a worldwide site, and had an instant messenger like this site does. So.......I entered the world of cybering. It was a lot of fun at first, I loved the attention, but it quickly got boring........until I met him.

He was a couple of years younger than I, gorgeous, and lived in London. Would write me the most sweet, sexy letters.....and from the first time we corresponded to our first online chat was over a month! God......it was torture, but our schedules never met up. But that first chat.......July 4th I remember.....nearly four hours long. Oh, I fell hard.....

After that, I quickly got a better messenger, and would haunt the internet waiting for him. He, of course, didn't seem anywhere near as addicted as I was. I was obsessed, I admit it. I don't do it often, but every once in a while someone comes into my life that just takes my breath (and sanity) away. And it is usually a lust thing......not love. With him, it was not only his charm, but I felt that for the first time I had met someone who was completely sexually compatible with me. This was all based on seeing three pics, and some IM conversations and emails, of course, but I knew........

So................while I had already mostly decided to go to London, he really made it happen. It was the kick in the ass I needed to buy my ticket.

But I was afraid to tell him..........and when I did let him know I would be coming over, he 'disappeared' for about three weeks. This was about a month before my trip that I told him. I was crushed; still excited about the trip regardless, but so hurt that he obviously didn't want to really meet me.

Six days before my flight, he turned up again. I had scared the hell out of him.........here he thought he had a neat little cyberbuddy across the pond, and I was going to show up in the flesh! But he thought it over and decided to give it a chance. We talked more in those days before my trip than we had ever had before, and about more things. I hate to confess this..........but I really didn't know much about him before. How and where he lived, what he did.......... I was very happy; he had even offered to pick me up at Gatwick. I was over the moon...........

Well, this is getting long, I'll finish later


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