Mr. J

You were my first "one night stand". I can't believe that we were friends for 2 years and then I came to see you for the weekend...we had the best weekend! :) I can still remember it! You and I used to talk everyday on the phone and send letters to each other at least once a week! I remember we started a "traveling" story. A "traveling" story is one of those stories that one person starts......then sends it to another person and they continue where you left off....and back and forth......so on and so on. Our story became really intimate......describing where we were. Even down to what the weather was outside and what music was on the radio. This story went back and forth between us for a couple of months. I think we finished about 10 pages of it or so....man I wish I still had a copy of it!! Anyways, I decided one weekend that I would surprise him and go visit him. So I got in my car and made the 6 hour drive to the ocean. I told Mr. M that I was going "camping" with the girls! (Boy was I sneaky!!) I showed up at the ocean around 7 pm. I met him at his school. I can still see his deep blue/green eyes looking at me. Oh this was it! We weren't going to sleep together......just sleep in the same bed. But you know how that goes......rubbing, kissing, molesting.......you get the picture. One thing led to another and we had sex about 10 times in the day and 1/2 that I was there. In the car, at the hotel, on the beach, in the woods...you get the idea. It was awesome! So I took off late on Sunday.....I made the 6 hour drive in under 3. WOW!!! I was haulin ass!! I went back to Mr. M like everything was great! Too bad I crashed on the couch as soon as I got home. Mr. M was somewhat suspicious. But I played it off well......hangover! (Too bad he never listened to me...I don't get hangovers!) After that weekend Mr. J and I kept in contact for a couple of months. But the letters started coming less than once a month and the phone calls were maybe once a week. And after that.......no letters......no phone calls. I occasionally try to find him. I have his families address but I have never done anything about it. Anyways, I will probably never see him again...though I can still remember everything about that weekend.....including the cologne on his body. I am sorry that it never went anywhere but a "great" weekend. I wish you were still around. I wonder if you think about me? Hmmm..................i'll probably never know. :)