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meeting Dom Isaac

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Time to sit down and continue this story, as much as this next part is the best part for me to date, I know it will be hard to write…only because I know my mind will wander to some very naughty places *smiles*

So after spending almost my entire day off on the phone with this person I had never met I sat down and had a small panic attack :P I had had a very clear idea in my mind who I wanted to meet and with the exception of one thing (him being Dom) he did not fit on my list anywhere…all I know is that I enjoyed the time we has spent together communicating, it had felt like I had known him forever, it felt right even if it was only to be a friendship. So, we made plans to meet, he would come to the city where I live and I would meet him. I don’t remember exactly how long after that day on the phone it was that we met but I do remember that feeling I had when I saw him walk toward me for the first time….I panicked again LOL I’m not sure why exactly but I did. We spent the day together….hmm weird, all I can remember right now about that day is the park and tree we climbed together but I know there was much more. The day was coming to an end, I remember him asking if I would come back and meet him again the next day…I panicked again…not because I didn’t want to see him again the next day, but because I didn’t want the day to end.

I did what felt right, even though I knew it was wrong…I convinced him to get a room instead of crashing in his truck for the night, I went with him to the room to check in and I didn’t leave…I know I know bad idea *hangs my head* …on that note I would never suggest anyone do this!!!

Again, I don’t remember all the detail of that night but I do remember that it felt good and it felt right. We spent the next day together just as two people who had known each other for years would. I was exhausted when the day was coming to an end and he had a three hour drive ahead of him, I knew already that I wanted him to come back soon.

I drove home that night with my head in the clouds, what was I thinking? There was no way this was going to work, 3 hours drive to see each other, and he still didn’t fit anywhere on my list of who I was looking for, I was beyond confused.

Soon after I arrived home I got a phone call from a friend, someone close to us had been in a plane crash…my confusion turned to shock. The next week, as I’m sure you can imagine, was very hard for me, my mind still spinning from the weekend and a funeral to attend. I remember thinking that this would be the last I would hear from him, surely he would run not wanting to deal with someone he just met who was the mess I was that week…but no, he called me and texted me…he supported me, I still have a bit of trouble wrapping my brain around this, no one had ever treated me like this…like someone who’s feelings mattered.

The week after the funeral he wanted to come see me again, at this point I’m not sure why, but I wanted to see him to, so he came to town, had a room booked and I met him there. He spent the evening pampering me, helping me to relax from the week I had just had, I had never had an evening like this before…it was wonderful.

That was over four months ago, and right now he is sitting next to me waiting for me to finish writing this...ok he’s watching T.V. but he knows I’m writing this and will read it later LOL We both know that come winter when the roads are bad it will get harder to see each other but for now we are enjoying the time we get to spend together.
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