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A love story. 1. The beginning.
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A love story. 1. The beginning. This is a love story. Part of it is a story, and a good part of it is true. Based on the love story I actually lived. Not every detail I can remember exactly of my real life experience. So I turn my memories into a story. Much of the feelings, craziness, random chance, like fate pulled us together happened. So I was at my favorite club one night. Being there running into familiar faces, talking. And then I walked up to this girl who was dancing. She stopped - and for a moment time stood still! She said "Did you miss me?". I said "Yes". And them we both smiled, with a really good look into each other's eyes! Time started, somehow we both got distracted. She was dancing again, some other friends were calling to me. So I thought the moment was over and done. No big deal, it happens a lot. Or so I thought. Little did I know a subtle hidden spark happened! A week later, same club (I'm a regluar there), and we bumped into each other again! (Or it seemed like that). We tried to talk a bit, but then she suggested we meet elsewhere, and gave me her number, so we ended up the next day going to the beach! That was a wild and crazy fun time! We were there all day, into the night, fun, talk, sharing, laughing, like . Very late and no one was around, we found a nice place on the beach, and she became a tease, throwing off her clothes! Yes I was interested then. A real free spirit! I let her have her fun, was a gentleman, and let my interest show. But I did not push it too far. Playing sillyness with her naked. We were having so much fun! It came time to go home, so we both left smiling and happy in our own cars. We had many more dates, parks, beach, long walks,<b> butterfly </font></b>center, nature center gardens, dinner, and movies, clubs, all sorts of fun stuff. All very fun, happy times. Still seemed like friends. But very slowly, we were drawing closer. A few months later. She was a house-mate where she was living, and she had to move out of there. So she came up with the idea of being my room-mate! I agreed. And so she was living with me. It was to be a friendship, she claimed. I love my friends, so it was good. To be continued ... |
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