Last night's performance was really intense. We got really great reviews from the crowd and the other bands present.

I didn't get home until around 4am.

Let me tell you what happened.

Our drummer showed up with this stunning latina that he introduced as a "friend" of his. I was the only bandmember without a significant other present.

The drummer introduced us and i asked about her musical interests. She replied, "Anything musical, although Judas Priest/Heavy Metal isnt my first choice, i drum, so i really can get into any beat."

I asked if this was her first time at one of our shows and she said, "Ya, well, i been to rehearsals over at Dave's (drummer) before you signed on with them."

I reached into the pocket of my red, leather motorcycle jacket and slipped her a pair of disposable ear plugs.

I said, Well, you might need these. We gotta be loud to project to the back of the room, so if your hearing is sensitive, you might need them"

She said, "Oh Wow! Thats so sweet! "Thank you!"

We get our gear set up, played 90 minute set, then we broke down our equipment, stored it in our cars, and watched the other bands.

Im sitting with our drummer and his "friend" and they really give off a total "friend" vibe and not at all a romantic one. We are just chatting about the bands and music in general, when our drummer says he met her 10 years ago through a drum group and they have known each other ever since.

Now, this "friend" appears younger than the drummer or me (I'm 57 and the drummer is 53) and I'm guessing she's maybe 42 or so, and I'm not thinking anything at all about her, other than she was strangely attractive.

She's 5'-10, long, reddish/brown hair, layered and impeccably styled. She wore prescription glasses that had this cute/sexy/brainy vibe going on, nearly no makeup other than eyeliner, killer smile, black, plunge neckline sleeveless top, really outstanding upper arm tone, flawless complexion, black Guess jeans and combat boots.

She's very unique looking, but favors Sophia Vergara in regards to facial structure.

Ok, so I'm just being honest here. I found her visually appealing (i wasn't getting or thinking along the lines of a sexual vibe) and she gave off a great, high energy vibe and almost a warm aura around her.

Now she had a good deal of cleavage visible, but it was, by no means, over the top provocative, like you see some women literally spilling out of their blouse, but i couldn't look at them, even though i would say that im hugely sttracted to a woman's breasts.

Instead, i couldn't stop staring at her eyes and her mouth.

Her full lips and perfect teeth...and just the way she moved her mouth and the way her eyes darted back and forth when she spoke was just mesmerizing, but i tell myself just be cool, she's a younger woman. Don't creep her out.

My internal narrative at the time was - nobody is going to want to become friends with a screw up that's spent 4 years living in the extra room, staying married for medical coverage and living in limbo. Just be cool, don't lock eyes with her because there's something in her gaze that's kinda msgical, so keep it light, change the subject often and keep her talking about herself, goals, interests, hobbies, etc.

Whew!!!

Suddenly, she leans over in my ear and says, "Wow, you guys really killed it! Everybody was commenting on your energy and your smile. You were just on fire and when you kissed the neck of your Les Paul (the guitar i play) the girl's started screaming. This was a super fun event!"

Then she kinda stays there for a quiet moment, like she was gonna say something else, but doesn't, and she's hovering over my right ear and then says, "God, you smell good."

To which, i replied, "Oh, wow, thank you so much! That's very sweet of you to say."

(I always wear Obsession cologne, even if im doing yard work and especially when sweating/performing, and i have always put a puff into both ears and my neck so its noticeable even after lots of sweating and i had already changed into a fresh t-shirt)

I excuse myself to go and talk to some of the other bands. When i get back to the table, i notice she is chatting with an nicely groomed older guy (my age I'm assuming) about this drum group, so i just chill and i ordered one Stella-Artois. I'm sitting just to her left and our drummer is gone by now, out visiting other performers.

I'm not really paying attention to anything more about their conversation and I'm justbscrolling through my phone looking at the pics i had just taken, picked out a few to post on Facebook and was just writing a post when i felt her tough my right upper arm.

When i turned to acknowledge her, we are suddenly eye-locked. We are kinda frozen for a few moments. There's a amazing kindness in her eyes and we are just kinda frozen so i wink and make a silly face.

She smiles, looks down, raises her right hand and brushes her hair up over her right ear, then looks up and says, "i couldn’t help but notice a picture on your phone, as you were scrolling, of you holding a teddy bear."

I said, "On yes! That's Rilakhuma, my favorite character. He's from a Japanese claymation cartoon about how he teaches a workaholic main character the meaning of life and slowing down enough to watch birds in a nest and that kinda stuff."

She looks at me with a very curious look. I was preparing to defend a "pervert with teddy bears" comment, so i said, "well, i was a policeman and i served in the military many years ago, and ive seen so much death and suffering that i can't watch anything violent on TV. I guess cartoons are my coping mechanism."

She is looking right at me and i see her bite her lower lip, then kinda roll her eyes upward and exhale, then she rolls her eyes down to me and say excitedly, "Are you serious?! My favorite movies are Disney movies!" So i start naming all my favorites and we start this fun conversation about Disney movies and comedies, etc.

About this time, our table gets swarmed by the other bandmembers, and we are chatting and snapping photos, i can see she is still next to me, but there's so much comotion goig on that I'm not paying her any attention.

Once the table quiets down, she again touches my arm and i feel her breath in my ear and it was like being hit with a bolt of lightning. The hais on my neck stood up and this rush of energy radiated down my neck and goosebumps appeared down both my arms. This tingling feeling went right to the soles of my feet, and to such an extent that i literally wanted to kick my shoes off and scratch the bottoms of my feet on the table legs, but i stayed cool.

She said, "Your Mustang sounds so good, i mean really ballsy. That bright yellow an low stance makes it such a cool 'G' ride. I grew upmaround hot rods and i bought my daughter a Dodge Challenger. " i chuckled, thanked her and said that ive had Mustangs and other hot rods since i was a kid, so i pulled up a pic of me in 1984 with my 1969 Dodge Charger R/T.

She studied the pic and said, "was that your 'G' ride in high school?" She smiled this devilish smile and side-eyed me, then said. "How many girlfriends did you have?

I literally laughed outloud, "None. I was a poor fam kid and nobody even noticed me. I lived on the wrong side of town. Fixing up my car was my only pastime."

She giggled and said, "I would have been your pastime back then if i had met you, no matter how much or little you had. That car and your outfit (black leather motorcycle hat, black long-sleeved shirt, white tie, black jeans and white sneakers) is just so cool and vibing, i mean, that's hot even by today's standards."

I laughed and said, i was 19 in that pic. A lot has changed. My contents have settled."

She threw her head back and laughed, then squeezed my right bicep twice and stomped her chair leg a couple of times, then shook her head giggling.

(Side Notes: my hair is really thick and dark brown. I wear it in a kind of Elvis-ish pompador, and my moustach is blonde (as are eyebrows) with just a touch of gray near the ends. I'm 6'-3" and weigh 207, so I'm "decent" for 57, i think.)

I excuse myself to go and take photos with the other bands and we book a show as a supporting act for this coming weekend.

After a while, i hear our drummer calling me and we go outside. The girl is running her fingers across the hood of my Mustang. She looks up at me and says, "its freshly waxed. What year is it?"

(I should have asked if i could have snapped a photo of this. The girl is really, seriously hot, but i i felt that it would seem desperate, so i chilly-chilled. LOL)

I chuckled and replied "2006."

She replies, " Wow, its so clean. Is it a stick?"

I said, "I've never owned an automatic."

She threw her head back and stomped the ground with her right foot, then said, "This is such a cool 'G' ride." (G-ride is a slang term for a super-cool, often stolen car.) She just keeps walking around it and touching it...LOL, Seriously.

So the drummer and i are talking about the upcoming show and he says to me, "My drum group meets tomorrow. You wanna take my place?"

She appears put of nowhere and says, "You should come and hang out with me!" Our drummer said, "they are the coolest people, Bro, you should go and the beach vibe is just so laid back, positive and cool."

She says, "Call me, here, type in my number!"

So, i type in her number, i call her phone, it rings and she says, "Cool, got it. I'm serious, call me, we'll hang out.!"

So im waving goodbye to everyone and she's walking to her car, a clean, well kept, late-model (but not brand new) silver Mercedes-Benz GLK,

This is not your typical "Rock N Roll" chic's car. I mean, most rocker chics drive pretty average, often best-up, sticker-plastered Camry's, but this is more of a businesswomsn's ride, at least in my mind.

So, i called her by name and said, "bless you, _______, it was really great to meet you."

She turns around from about 40 feet away and throws open her arms and starts walking towards me, so i close the distance and we exchange hugs (no groping whatsover and no such vibe either) and she makes this rambling statement of something like, "God you smell good, call me and we'll hang out, it was nice to meet you and you guys rocked this club down to the ground, God, are your eyes blue? Ok, gotta goo, see ya!"

So, im over an hour from home and about 30 minutes into my drive, my phone rings. Its her. She asked, "Hey! Did you get lost?"

I told her, " i sure did. My navigation has me on surface streets in Irvine and now its scrolling, so im just driving around aimlessly."

(Im not from down here so i depend on navigation and we had discussed my coming from Nor-Cal while at the table."

She replied, Oh! You were behind Dave and me for a while and then you disappeared. I knew it was you behind me because of the amber driving lights, well, anyways, Dave and i stopped for gas and he said to call you to see if you had car trouble or anything like that."

I said, Nope, but i could use directions. "

She said, "Oh! OK! Cool! Where you at?"

I answered "Trabuco Canyon"

She said, "Ok, the 5 freeway is coming up, grab the 5 north, then hop on the 55 north and then the 15 north and you are good."

I thanked her, because i was really, totally, seriously lost. No joking whatsoever.

We talk a little about traffic and then it goes strangely to a discussion on how uncommon it seems to be to be valued as a good person in modern society and how sending out positivity gets more of what you send out, etc.

Then, the conversation shifted to where she lived and plans for later that day, when the drum group starts, and she adked, "you wanna carpool? I'd love to ride in your Mustang. Ive got beach chais and an umbrella, not too big, or we can take my SUV."

I said, "Sure, we can take Mustang. That'll be a fun road trip."

So she asked when she could text details without disturbing me, and i said, "Make life easy, just whenever is fine with me. I'll reply when im up and around."

So odd that the conversation suddenly went to mention of "ex's" and "strange life situations" to which i said, Ha! You have no idea! Wait until we share life stories," to which we both laughed literally outloud.

We said goodnight and i drove home. She has the most exotic first name too. It was just a very fun night.

It was a really nice night on so many points and i was really not feeling it and was worried about the energy of my performance suffering because i had been struggling to clear my head long enough to practice the past 2 weeks, but it went unexpectedly well.

Ok, so my robot vaccuum wakes me up, and i decided to write this because i couldn't get back to sleep...seriously!!!

So, i am happy to say that I'm not getting a sexual vibe from her and im honestly relieved to say that, but there is some "weird science" or chemistry going on there, but its on a level that i haven't encountered before, so i can't quite put my finger on it.

I feel like she's just very positive and outgoing and we have some common interests and she's very up-front and outspoken. There's an energy on her, almost as if she was on fire, but with a kind of soothing overtone too, which i find so very hard to define.

So, i think i can honestly say that i may have met someone who has the potential to be deep enough to be a good friend and travel buddy, good listener and positive influence. My bandmates are great guys, but they don’t have the emotional depth I'm seeking in a companion/friend.

I just wanna be able to invite someone clothes shopping, or to coffee, or just sit in the park and tell each other about how our days went, and just talk about life in general.

I realize now that I've spent 4 years in solitary confinement and it took last night for that to really sink in.

Surprisingly, despite her appearance and appeal, and almost 5 years without physical intimacy, i had no sexual thoughts whatsoever about her, i was just soaking up the sunshine she was radiating.

Thoughts?