How?

[Ragoczy]

I used to use alt.com with a lot of success; but this was seven years ago, so the community there may have changed. Then I did meet several people that worked out to play with a time or two and finally found kitten, who's been with me for seven years now.

I'll echo the caveat emptor warning, though:

After a few weeks of email with a potential partner, we decided to meet for lunch. For some reason, I don't recall exactly why, we'd skipped any phone calls. My assumption was that she was married, which I planned to question her about during lunch and deal with it if she was.

So I'm waiting at the front of the restaurant when someone not at all matching the description I was expecting shows up and says: "Hi."

Well, clearly I'm recognized by the description I provided and what I said I'd be wearing, but this isn't who I expected to meet, so I ask: "Hi, are you a friend of Sarah's?" -- thinking, perhaps, she sent a friend in to check me out first.

"Well, no ... I'm Sarah." Is the answer.

Being observant in some areas, I made a mental catalog of the discrepancies between the provided description and this person: unshaved stubble on cheek, missing breasts, unexpected penis.

"You're a guy," I accused.

"Well ... yeah."

"What do you think is going to happen here?"

"Well, I was hoping we could have lunch and get to know each other."

"You're a guy."

"But I give really good head."

"Again ... what do you think is going to happen here?"

Be careful out there.

[hopperboo]

I used to use alt.com with a lot of success; but this was seven years ago, so the community there may have changed. Then I did meet several people that worked out to play with a time or two and finally found kitten, who's been with me for seven years now.

I'll echo the caveat emptor warning, though:

After a few weeks of email with a potential partner, we decided to meet for lunch. For some reason, I don't recall exactly why, we'd skipped any phone calls. My assumption was that she was married, which I planned to question her about during lunch and deal with it if she was.

So I'm waiting at the front of the restaurant when someone not at all matching the description I was expecting shows up and says: "Hi."

Well, clearly I'm recognized by the description I provided and what I said I'd be wearing, but this isn't who I expected to meet, so I ask: "Hi, are you a friend of Sarah's?" -- thinking, perhaps, she sent a friend in to check me out first.

"Well, no ... I'm Sarah." Is the answer.

Being observant in some areas, I made a mental catalog of the discrepancies between the provided description and this person: unshaved stubble on cheek, missing breasts, unexpected penis.

"You're a guy," I accused.

"Well ... yeah."

"What do you think is going to happen here?"

"Well, I was hoping we could have lunch and get to know each other."

"You're a guy."

"But I give really good head."

"Again ... what do you think is going to happen here?"

Be careful out there.

Oh.

My.

Gosh.



LOL. That is too funny! (A bad funny, but that's one heck of a story to tell!)