Wow, things are EVERYWHERE.

Wow, yesterday really made me think my life is a soap opera. Lets start from the beginning.

February 21

I get online and I am checking my email and messages. A guy we'll call Keith pops up and is like, hello. And I talk to him a little bit. He goes to the college that I do (well I am off this semester) and he is a senior. He used to be a Finance major/Economics and is now a CNA. So that told me he was good with money and that he was caring. And I got a little more interested in him. So we chatted and he told me he really felt like we could get along. I believed that myself. He told me he just really could not find a decent girl that was looking for the same aspects as he was. And I told him that guys just treated me like shit, and no one was worth my time. Well, that conversation went on and we decided to meet for coffee the next day. And I felt good about that. I wanted to sit down and see if there was someone that could make me feel happy about everything really. But I expected that maybe he was just some horny college guy or a plain douche. Just to keep myself from getting too excited. He gave me his number and told me to call him when I woke up.

February 22

So I called Keith and instantly I loved his voice. He had a tone that made me listen and made me smile. He had a great disposition and he loved my crooked humor. He made me smile a lot. I had already gotten ready before I called him. I was waiting on the bus to go down to campus. I told him that I was "letting a friend borrow my calculator" (It is already loaned out). Because I didn't want him to think I was going to campus just to make him pick me up. lol. He told me to let him pick me up on campus and to hang out with him all day. Not just go get coffee. It sounded fair. I told him we would see. Keith was very understanding and told me anytime I needed/wanted to go home just tell him and if I didn't want to stay all day just tell him at anytime. He was quite serious. So I gained a lot of respect for him.

I had told Charles I was going to the mall for the day to get out of the house, he didn't really care we hadn't been talking a whole hell of a lot since that last episode. And I just needed out of the house anyway.

So Keith calls me back and asks where on campus I was, and I told him the student center. I had already made him laugh when he picked up the phone I was taking a drink and he goes, "You're eating aren't you?" and I told him, "No but I have a brownie in my pocket." He laughed so hard at me. Oh and to explain it I had bought a brownie and an Ale 8 and I decided to save the brownie. So I put it in my jacket pocket. Yeah I know weird but that is the type of person I am. BTW I ate that brownie last night it was pretty good. Ok moving on. So he tells me he is leaving and coming to get me, he stays on the phone the whole time and I tell him to meet me in the parking lot. He was driving a black Nissan Altima, it was in great condition. I could tell he was a great guy as soon as I opened the door. He was a safe driver, a good conversationalist, and shortly later ... a magnificent kisser. He held my hand in the car and we drove around talking for a while. He took me to the park and we drove around and we told stories and just really enjoyed ourselves. He showed me where he used to live and where he was looking at getting a home of his own. He told me he wanted to work at the Shriner's Hospital to work with the children. I was really absorbed in the conversation. We went and got some food and talked some more and he asked where I wanted to go. I asked him if there was anything he needed to do that day. He told me laundry. So I told him I would help him if he really badly needed to. So we headed to his place.

He lives on the nice side of town, in a duplex style apartment. It was one of the ones I dreamt of having ... when I moved up here. I ended up in the ghetto though. His style inside was a LOT like mine. I found it funny that we really had so much in common. He and I sat around and watched TV and continued to talk. He told me he was really shocked that people didn't treat me right. But he also said he had gotten his share of bad girls too, that he couldn't spoil or treat right because they took advantage or wanted to be treated bad. I really started to realize how much he liked me. He stared in my eyes, his were emerald green and breath taking. He told me that he believed in fate and that I had gorgeous eyes. He gave some of the most genuine compliments I had ever heard. He would say them and you could tell it was just what he had on his mind not some dumbass line. He played in my hair and cuddled with me and we kissed. I really wanted him. It was crazy, but I tried to mask it. I could tell he wanted me too. He had the softest hands and lips, and I found him on top of me passionately kissing me on his couch. I knew what would end up happening. I felt him through his jeans as he started kissing on my neck and I started to close my eyes in pleasure.

So yeah if you aren't 18 do not read past this point.

It was so different to me that he could actually hold a conversation with me when he was making love to me. I have never had some one talk to me and look me in the eyes like he was. It wasn't just about what was going on, or about just small talk it was about what type of a relationship he and I wanted . He asked me about my sexual history while he was taking off my shirt, and about if what was happening was OK, each step of the way. He told me not to let him push me any further than I found comfortable. He asked me if I would be his girl, only his. I told him I would love that, he told me he didn't tolerate any other guys in the picture. To not tell him yes and then go out and find someone else. Told me he wanted something serious. I told him that I don't do that and that he better be serious. He looked me in the eyes and I knew he was. He told me I was his baby then and that he was mine. He got me to the point I had nothing on and he started playing with my clit. Which ... well works quite well for me. He took out his dick and while kissing me and holding my hands he started rubbing my clit with it. Which just made my wanting it worse. He slid it in, and I have actually never had someone do that with no assistance. I could feel he was THICK. It had to be the best I have ever felt. He somehow, mirrored everything that I loved in bed without ever breaking off the conversation we were having. He rode me for hours. I orgasmed quite a few times, but the last one actually made my legs and spine quiver and my knees started to almost thrash violently. When it was over he smiled at me and asked, "Has that ever happened before?" ... And I looked at him dumbfounded and told him it hadn't. I asked how he did that, how he matched everything I have ever wanted in sex without asking or knowing anything about my sexual preferences ... he told me, "I have a good partner." I laughed thinking he was joking. He looked at me confused when I laughed and told me he was serious that everything I did was amazing. That we definitely had a good sex life ahead of us. He held me and rubbed my back when we were done, he asked me if I was sure I was ready for something so serious. He told me he wanted a relationship for a long time that could possibly after a few years could lead to marriage, that he wanted to know how many nights I would stay with him, or stay at his house . I told him I wanted to be there almost every night, that I love his company and would love to cook for him when he got home. He hugged me close and I felt his eyelashes close as he kissed the top of my head. "You're the best thing that could have happened to me." I looked at him. I was being very skeptical and wanted to make sure he wasn't playing me. I still am making sure, I am not just going to fall for him and find out he is a player.

So I might have something or I might have nothing.