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I often recall special times with special people ... it's not that I'm hung up on anyone; I like the idea of cherishing special memories.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------- December 31, 2015 Paula was 39, a beautiful school teacher ... 5 ft 9, curvaceous, brown hair, and beautiful luminous green eyes. But, it was her strong personality, her intelligence, and her fluency in Spanish, that I really fell in love with. I met her through a paid dating site. After a first few magical dates (in my opinion), she called it off with me. But, I persisted, and managed to reconnect with her a couple of months after the initial split. My persistence was rewarded. It was approaching new year's eve, 2015, and she suggested that the two of us spend it alone at either her place or mine ... I insisted on hosting and she was glad. I was ecstatic ! It was time to start making the apartment spotless and my body (and my hair) absolutely perfect. I doubled my time at the gym, beginning each day with a 1 hour cardio session, in addition to my 1 hour of lifting each evening. I redid my highlights, and had to go back for a second session to get them fixed, coz the stylist overdid it. After three days of carefully planned cleaning and preparation (I prepared a Word document with bullet points like "kitchen counter, tub, under the bed, hide BPD books etc"), my apartment was cleaner than ever. Not a spiderweb or grain of dust in sight, all the candle holders were stocked with tealights, and even the carpet felt clean to walk on. The overgrown patio grass had been trimmed and the firepit cleaned. And, a long and carefully handpicked collection of songs were put into a playlist. At a bar one previous time, she had been unable to order a wine she really wanted coz they had run out of that wine. I had made careful note of that wine, and made sure to get just that wine for our evening together ![]() Come 6 pm, and Paula showed up, surgically on time, as she always was. She showed up with a handwritten letter and a gift (a book). We opened the bottle of wine ... she was pleasantly surprised upon looking at the label on the bottle. We talked about her XMas family visit, and then, I showed her some music that I had made, which intrigued her. She was impressed ![]() Then, came the best part of the evening ... we went to the outdoor patio, where I, being the man, demonstrated my caveman skills by lighting a nice warm fire in my fire pit. We drank wine, sitting around the fire, listening to my cherry picked playlist of music, and engaging in amazing conversation. I roasted corn over the fire, and suggested she sprinkle some lime over the corn (something I grew up with) ... she loved it ! Then, we roasted some veggies and chicken patties. Again, she was impressed ![]() At some point through the evening, I gently brought her face closer to mine and enjoyed one of the best kisses ever. And, we talked about the time after the split before we reconnected. She thanked me for being persistent. I read her letter, which basically told me that she wanted to reenter my life and listed the most important folks in her life. I was ecstatic at being let into her life. At some later point, I burst into tears and told her, "You have no idea how much this means to me. I've spent all my life alone and don't wanna be alone anymore." In response, she kissed me and wiped the tears off my face. We eventually walked back into the living room and I made her close her eyes, to surprise her with "night mode" - an ambience of Moroccan lanterns, candles, and incense. She told me that she liked the fact that I take care of myself and that I know about music and food. We enjoyed hours of intimate and candid conversation. And, that led to some wonderful and rapturous physical intimacy, the details of which don't belong here, except for one highlight that is worthy of mention. One time, I got up from the couch to change a song. As I was leaned over the computer, she reached her arms around me as if to say, "Come back to the couch, honey." It was such an amazing and warm feeling. My pleasure sensors went off the charts, to put it mildly. We kissed at midnight, and about an hour later, she drove back home. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yeah, that was the best evening of my life.
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I turn to the crowd as they're watching They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm I wanted to be in there among them I see how their eyes are gathered into one And then she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame - Suzanne Vega (1987) |
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glad you enjoyed it.
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Thanks for sharing this tender experience, ImmerAllein. I enjoyed reading it.
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You deserve to be with Paula and have experiences like this every day. Beautiful piece of writing. I used to do things like that many years ago. The last place I did that was the oldest hotel in England, with someone special to me at the time, over 20 years ago. Sadly, this happened to it recently Exeter fire: Royal Clarence Hotel collapses in blaze - BBC News. I don't think anything like that will happen again in my life.
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My "relationship" with Paula ended 2 days after the described evening ![]() What happened with that special someone ? Do you have a special someone now ?
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I turn to the crowd as they're watching They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm I wanted to be in there among them I see how their eyes are gathered into one And then she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame - Suzanne Vega (1987) |
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Similar sort of thing. It lasted a few months in reality, but dragged on for several years and got quite challenging, then I moved and changed jobs to start all over again. No one now, I'm a carer, and that takes up most of my time. I don't mind, I'm too old now. But I don't think you are. I hope God sends you someone special again.
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![]() Is online dating a possibility for you ? I've heard of a few people even meeting on forums such as this one. Thanks for your kind words ! ![]()
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I turn to the crowd as they're watching They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm I wanted to be in there among them I see how their eyes are gathered into one And then she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame - Suzanne Vega (1987) |
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Unfortunately, I haven't had a super special experience like what you describe. However, there's no rush to make these things happen. All in due time, I suppose.
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I really enjoyed reading your sensual writing. Long live hot sex , passion and love. Really vicariously enjoyed your passionate experience. Keep it up. I mean it keep it up!!
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I turn to the crowd as they're watching They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm I wanted to be in there among them I see how their eyes are gathered into one And then she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame - Suzanne Vega (1987) |
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Man, this was a good read. The mention of 'caveman skills' and 'night mode' with all the candles, scents, and a bottle of wine, all of these did impressed the lady, you wrote it so well and WTF? Sounded like you covered everything you could think of, the special someone turned out to be quite devilish, who would've known?
I'd love to read more stories from this author, it was an amazing job. It doesn't have to be a romantic story, it can be about weird people of Portland for example, it was cool. ![]() |
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I'm too old for it now, but I have many such memories. I enjoyed reading yours. Like Little Cat, I extended my time, investment of love and energy, at which it became troublesome, even destructive. And these were men I met on the online dating sites, which I now liken to throwing a hook into the ocean and pulling out who knows what kind of monster. Better to meet someone in real life situations, as you did in your story, where your interests and chemistry can show the way.
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Very moving, touching and absolutely beautiful memories. I'm so glad you had this beautiful experience and I hope you have many more. I enjoyed your writing style....I really felt like I was on that couch with you guys
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Cheers !
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I turn to the crowd as they're watching They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm I wanted to be in there among them I see how their eyes are gathered into one And then she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame - Suzanne Vega (1987) |
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Actually, I met that woman online. And she was quite special. Not a monster ![]()
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I turn to the crowd as they're watching They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm I wanted to be in there among them I see how their eyes are gathered into one And then she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame - Suzanne Vega (1987) |
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I'm glad you were able to enjoy my post and live it vicariously ![]() ![]()
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I turn to the crowd as they're watching They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm I wanted to be in there among them I see how their eyes are gathered into one And then she turns to me with her hand extended Her palm is split with a flower with a flame - Suzanne Vega (1987) |
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