Just when I think I'm out, they pull me back in again
Gentlemen,
I'm not sure where this will lead, if anywhere, but I had coffee this morning, finally, with an HCB that I had been corresponding with, off and on, since June. Initially back then all signs indicated a speedy landing. Lots of "when we finally meet I'm going to" and that sort of thing, which frankly I found quite enjoyable to read and respond to. It was almost to the level of phone sex, but I didn't have to give her a credit card first.
We had arranged our first meeting in early August, then I had to cancel for some silly reason, and things just never got back up to the level of a rolling boil again. I drifted off, and it was a little while later that I met my ATF, and, well you know the rest. I really did like this baby, though, and not just for the sexy-talk. She seemed sweet, young and a little wounded perhaps, and so my nurturing instincts went into overdrive. Plus the two photos she sent me showed a beautiful little baby who looked like a dark-haired Claire Danes (if I'm spelling her name correctly. You all know who I mean).
Well last week, out of the blue, she emailed me and said she was eager to meet, and so this morning we finally did. She is beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, but not in the way the artist / model was. More like a real, natural beauty, with the most open, innocent face and gorgeous lips. She is part Cherokee and part Irish (good God) and is smart, funny, articulate and sexy in a college-sweetheart kind of way. We spent almost two hours talking and laughing, and then I had to get back to work. I walked her part of the way back to her house, gave her a hug, and said goodbye, with plans to meet next week. Her parting words to me were "you are delightful, and next time we meet we'll be good to go."
I'm fucked, I believe, in more ways than one. I think I really might want to see this through, but have pangs of guilt about my ATF, who in one of the most ironic of coincidences texted me this morning to say that she's back in town from visiting her dad and wants to get together next week at our new favorite inn / restaurant for some quality alone time.
My question to you all is this: is it really cheating if I didn't seek it out? Who would be so rude as to look a gift baby in the mouth, so to speak?
In parting, I want to wish you all a safe, happy and wise New Year's Eve, and a 2012 filled with sleek, agile and spirited babies.
Don't forget to write,
Scott
Welcome back Father of our Board and Happy New Year to you.
[QUOTE=Literal2; 1348920]I just dropped by for the first time in several months to see how you guys are doing. I'm blown away. You've made this into a great forum. I've skimmed the posts since last August and have several enjoyable rtff hours ahead.
As for my activity level, I have taken a break. I haven't fucked an sb since July.
I spent more than a month trying to cancel my subscription to sd4me and finally cancelled the goddam card number. I note there are several good ideas on how to avoid this problem in the posts of the last several months.
I may or may not get back in the game, I haven't decided yet. The need to maintain security can be exhausting. Sometimes I start to feel sorry for the girls. Sometimes my dick gets sore or wimps out. If I do get back in I may try SA.
I really like how you've fixed up the place and I'm going to have fun lurking around for a while.
May the sbs all spread their legs for you and may all your vaginas be moist in the New Year.[/QUOTE]I'm happy to know Lit wasn't caught by the warden. That was my concern. At least he is staying tuned.
Yes, security is difficult to maintain, certainly when seeing the same girl multiple times. I think the risk is a geometric progression. That second time presents two or three times the risk of the first, and keeps going up.