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Mercnbeth -> The BIG Day (3/1/2006 7:10:10 AM)
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Six hours and three years ago we never met. We had profiles on a BDSM dating site. For ten days, we exchanged pictures, emails, phone calls. A cynical New Yorker, meeting a long haired red headed California girl. At least you represented yourself as a woman. But it's on-line. Until we met I remained as skeptical as you were trusting. All the "safe-call" precautions were my idea - you reluctantly put them in place. (Or did you?) There would be no play, and absolutely NO SEX. Okay, I'll compromise and take some of my toys, because you're curious and had never seen any before. The plan was to meet, talk and get to know each other and, if that worked, we'd have dinner and I'd drive back to LA. If that was all good we'd go from there.
The three hour drive from LA to Santa Maria was uneventful. No matter what happened it was a beautiful day. I got to travel to a part of California I had never been before. The car top was down, the radio blasting, the sun was shining bright. Even if the picture you sent was of how you used to look 10 years or 50 pounds ago it wouldn't have mattered. I had already come to love your personality, and it was going to be a good day.
Eight hours and three years ago, all my "rules" about platonic first meetings were out the window. It's a wonder that you took any of my "rules" seriously after that! you got to see and experience many of the toys first hand. I was SURE you weren't a guy posting a program as a woman. What an amazing day, night, next morning, and every day since!
What an amazing three years. In some respects it seems like it's been a second, in others it seems like we've been together forever. Every day is better than the one before.
I give you all my love, my pet - Happy anniversary to us!
Merc
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