Hi,

Well mine is a long story. Will try and keep it short. Basically my father was a glasser and I went to meet him at the bar he was working on one day, met the owner of the bar and got a job at said bar. I was very wild and had a terrible fall out with my father so my boss, the owner of the bar, suggested I rent one of his rooms above his bar. So I did. I then went on to meet this American guy called Lance. Lance and I were good friends....friends with benefits actually and then he introduced me to this guy. So I really liked this guy but thought nothing of it cause he was Lance's friend. I was friends with benefits with Lance for a month but then he died Don't wanna say what from but he did anyway. Around the same time my boss kicked me out of the rented room which is when Lances friend offered me a place to live. So I went to live with him who then became a friend with benefits. Anyway we were both wild party animals and partied together for around 6 months when I realised I had fallen for him. We then went exclusive and have been together for 14 years. So we met through terrible circumstances and tragedy but we were obviously meant to be. There is sooo much more to this story which I wont go into.

Not quite a love story but the love story began soon after we became exclusive