After the date

After I got home I lay on my bed and wondered what he really thought about me. I was just starting to write him a brief email to thank him for a lovely evening when he text me.

Thank you LiR for a lovely evening. so glad to put a face to a name behind the emails, txts and phone calls. I was very nervous, sorry if it showed, NN sweet dreams. Kama xx



I emailed him that I thought he was lovely and a nice kisser.



In the morning we exchanged the usual pleasantries by text.



I was pleased that nothing seemed to have changed yet I was concerned. How did he really see me now that we had met. Were we destined to be nothing more than friends? I decided to keep myself busy.



Imagine my suprise late in the evening when I received this email.



and thanks for a lovely evening last night. I was very nervous and apprehensive, I can tell you. What was really nice was that our converstaion never dried up and you are very easy to talk with and that put me at ease. You are a lovely lady and I really enjoyed your company.



I would like to see you again LiR. NN sweet dreams. Kama xx



mwah


...forgot to mention LiR that your kisses were soft and luscious. You too are a good kisser.



We have continued to exchange emails and text messages intermittently each day since our date. I don't yet know when I will see him again but it is definitely on the cards and if I have anything to do with it I won't have to wait for too long.

Coffee?

A few days ago I told the story of how The Man first contacted me. We have been exchanging emails since 16th December. We have been exchanging texts since 28th December. We have even had a few telephone conversations (always followed by a thank you text or email).

I mentioned that I had been reading the advice Dani was getting from her male friend. He advised keeping the man waiting for a reply. So I followed that advice, on Tuesday. I received a text from The Man just before 8pm after I had sent him a joke from Rae. My natural instinct was to reply there and then but I didn't. I waited an hour and then another. By the time I was ready to settle for the night I hadn't heard from him again and although I really wanted to reply I figured that as it was now late it could wait until the morning.

In the morning there was still nothing. I decided to send him a simple text. Not saying much more than drive carefully. (I knew this was to be his first day back at work). Within minutes I received a long text back. Later there were a couple of joke emails from him.

This morning there was another long text telling me he was working from the office today and that in Feb he has to go to Switzerland for business.

This evening as I was stuck in traffic going home from work (the journey that normally takes about 30 mins took more than an hour) I was sat behind a car that was the same make as The Man had told me he drives. I followed this car until it turned off at the last turning before mine. By now I had convinced myself that this could be The Man. So I text him asking if his car is blue and was the reg **** *** . Half an hour later.................

Fancy a chat? x

okay

It wasn't long before my phone rang. We chatted he told me about the type of business his company is in. He told me that it wasn't his car I had been folllowing. But he told me he would have turned down that road then taken the first right then left. He lives in the same road as Charlie. He asked me what I was cooking, he told me that spaghetti is his favourite food.

I must go now I have to phone my daughter.

ok lol

We should have a coffee together, we have done the emails and the text and we have talked on the phone, we should meet soon for a coffee. Plenty of notice though. lol

Six months lol.

lol

Then about half an hour later another text.

lovely chat LiR. when I said coffee read 'drink' of your choice.........within reason I should say. x

So it looks like I will be meeting The Man sometime soon.

Btw I was chatting with Forest last night who seems to be very solicitous at the moment.

emails and voices

A couple of weeks ago I exchanged email addresses at work with one of the customers I talk to often. During one of our conversations I mentioned the piece I wrote about paint roller refills recently. He showed an interest so I sent it to him. Today he sent me this:



A businessman was getting ready to go on a long business trip.

He knew his wife was a flirtatious sort with an extremely healthy sex drive, so he thought he'd better buy her something to keep her occupied while he was gone. He went to a store that sold sex toys and started looking around for something special to please his wife, and started talking to the old man behind the counter. He explained his situation. The old man said, "Well, We have vibrating dildos, special attachments, and so on, but I don't that will keep her occupied for weeks, except---" and he stopped."Except what?" the man asked."Nothing, nothing.""C'mon, tell me! I need something!"



"Well, sir, I don't usually mention this, but there is The Voodoo Penis.""So what's up with this Voodoo Penis?" he asked. The old man reached under the counter, and pulled out a very oldwoodenbox, carved with strange symbols and erotic images. He opened it, and there lay an ordinary-looking dildo.The businessman laughed, and said,



"Big damn deal. It looks like every other dildo in this shop!"The old man replied, "But you haven't seen what it'll do yet."He pointed to a door and said, "Voodoo Penis, the door."The Voodoo Penis miraculously rose out of its box, darted over to thedoor, and started pounding the keyhole.The whole door shook wildly with the vibrations, so much so that a crack began to form down the middle. Before the door split, the old man said "Voodoo Penis, return to box! "The Voodoo Penis stopped, levitated back to the box and lay there quiet once more."I'll take it!" said the businessman.



The guy took it home to his wife, told her it was a special dildo and that to use it, all she had to do was say "Voodoo Penis, my crotch.



"After he'd been gone a few days, the wife was unbearably horny and remembered the Voodoo Penis. She undressed, opened the box and said"Voodoo Penis, my crotch!"The Voodoo Penis shot to her crotch and started pumping. It was absolutely incredible, like nothing she'd ever experienced before. After three mind-shattering orgasms, she became very exhausted and decided she'd had enough. She tried to pull it out, but it was stuck in her,still thrusting. She tried and tried to get it out, but nothing worked. Her husband had forgotten to tell her how to shut it off. Worried, she decided to go to the hospital to see if they could help. She put her clothes on, got in the car and started to drive, quivering with every thrust of the dildo.



On the way, another incredibly intense orgasm made her swerve all over the road. A police officer saw this and immediately pulled her over. He asked for her license, and then asked how much she'd had to drink. Gasping and twitching, she explained, "I haven't had anything to drink, officer. You see, I've got this Voodoo Penis thing stuck in my crotch and it won't stop screwing me!



"The officer looked at her for a second, shook his head and in an arrogant voice replied, "Yeah, right...Voodoo Penis, my arse.



"THE REST IS HISTORY...........



Now how on earth am I going to have a sensible conversation with him ever again. So I emailed him back......... Well that has shattered the illusion.



Pray what illusion



I don't do praying that would be a waste of time (what I didn't say was that I can think of other things to do when I am on my knees)



OK forget praying....what illusion



I really thought you were a gentleman





It will be interesting to see if he comes back with anything else.



Its a good thing my boss was out of the office as she has begun saying that she knows who I am talking to whenever I am chatting to him.......I guess now I had better think of a name for him in case I mention him again. Now let me see.........Biffa or maybe LV (lovely voice). which reminds me that I had to confess I had been thinking about him just seconds before he phoned today. I had just been talking to one of our Reps who I think has a very nice voice and I always call him young man which tickles him because although I don't think he sounds it he is apparently nearer 60 than 50. I had just put the phone down and was thinking that his voice reminds me of someone then remembered it was Biffa aka LV when the phone rang again and it was him.


Oh and tonight I have been exchanging emails with my very first internet friend from years 8 years ago, I know it is 8 years as she has just told me that the new grandaughter who came along whilst we were friends is now 7!! We kept in touch for several years but then life got in the way for a while. " days ago she sent me a chain email and I sent her a short note back, there were three of us originally I kept in touch wit the other lady for a little longer. Until my marriage was in melt down and SF was checking my emails etc we had a huge row when he read a supportive email from her, that was the day I thought he was going to rape me, about 3 years ago.