Did you ever meet a stranger on a bus, train, airplane or even online that you just could talk to about everything, openly and honestly and unrestrained? I know most of us have experienced something like this at least once in our lives. I want to share a very unique experience of mine with you.
I’m a student who is on her computer til late in the night typing an essay due at 10:00 a.m. the next day, and of course I am ready for a distraction so I log into a dating.com, look up someone from your area and chat now!!! I am single and say “Why not?” So here goes small price of 9.95 I can get someone to talk to and don’t have to get out of my boxers and tee-shirt.
Cruising the pages of “hot singles.com” I find a simple, average to good looking man. I stop and click on his picture, send an e-mail flirt his way and within minutes, we are corresponding through the net voila I am not a push-over by any means. It takes a lot to keep me interested besides a picture to look at. We talk about children, we have both been married and likes, dislikes, oh yes and body types. What do you look like he asks? Yeah he has no picture to look at, this I like because I know what he looks like and he has no clue about me.
We talked off and on for the next four days and evenings after work, and school, children and responsibilities. He and I swapped phone numbers and one evening I decide to call him. I am not shy, so much bravado when anonymous. I loved his voice, he was slow talking and smooth (meaning deliberate) and quiet having a soothing effect on my tired, ragged, mom soul. I listened, he talked of where he grew up, went to high school and his work. I exchanged the same information, he liked my voice (its deep and sexy) too many cigarettes, and exhaustion voice.
We have to meet!, is what he said, urgently needing a face to the voice and personality. I said don’t you think we should just talk a while. If we meet we might be so attracted to one another all form of communication (exception body language) would or could be lost to us. I am willing to take a chance if you are, I heard the fear in his voice. I agreed to meet him the next day at a local park, and see each other in the flesh. Oh dddear! We were smitten right away, and the intensity of attraction physically was overwhelming. I kept the visit short, I had to get back home to homework, and my child etc., when it was really due to the fact I could feel myself wanting to grab this man, throw him into the tall grass and make the song brown eyed girl a reality for myself.
I arrived back home without having an incident in the public park. I couldn’t believe the chemistry, wicked, wonderful. I went home and later the phone rang it was him saying how he was so pleasantly surprised by our hitting it off and obvious attraction that we could barely control ... So I decide this is too much, it has to be that he is a dream or ... maybe a nightmare, maybe he’s married, maybe I am. Maybe it is just a sexual attraction and he’s going to use me and I will be devastated ... I know we will have this great sexual experience and I will just take it in stride, yeah that’s it! I’ll just let him have me and tell him to leave nothing behind when he is done. I would love to write a happy ending however, I don’t have one. I dropped out before the race, I gave nothing, lost nothing. maybe, maybe not.
