I really can't remember when David and I first started talking. Although it has been almost a year now, it seems as if we have known each other forever. We have shared so much of ourselves with each other. Our thoughts, fantasies, desires.
We knew that it would happen one day. We knew that we had so much in common that we would fall in love with each other. Sounds silly considering that we had never met. And we are from two very different worlds.
I am a stay at home mom. I live my days as a domestic goddess. Making sure my castle is in clean and working order. As soon as that is done I get online to see if I have a e-mail from David. And as usual I do.
We discussed meeting in person and had made plans to do so without actually planning on a specific day. We always said "one day". So imagine my surprise when I opened the e-mail and David said he was planning on coming to town the next day. And asked if we could finally meet.
The very thought of meeting him got me all wet. David is 5'10,about 195 and has dark hair and brown eyes. He is very attractive.
But for all the excitement that I felt in meeting David there was also a great fear. David is black and I am white. I have never had anything against going out with someone of a different race but I was raised much differently than that. I was raised in the old south where it was still considered taboo. Even though I had reservations about meeting David, the love I felt for him won out. I e-mailed him back and told him I would love to finally meet him in person. So we set it up to meet at his motel room when he got to town.