I met Amy over the Internet but doesn't everyone these days. We had flirted a little on this bulletin board and I'd said in passing that we should chat sometime only half believing she'd ever take me up on the suggestion. You see Amy is a sweet 20 year old and I'm 56 so our age difference is huge. Most women Amy's age are wrapped up in their boyfriends, their girlfriends, school, concerts and a host of other things as they should be. The difference for Amy was her incredible shyness. While she was very friendly once you talked to her she didn't usually have the courage to start a conversation on her own thinking most people wouldn't want to talk to her and that if they did then once they saw the real her they'd stop talking to her.
Amy is a truly beautiful young lady, inside and out but she doesn't see it. She is five feet four inches tall with long blonde hair, gorgeous bedroom eyes, a pouty mouth and a really nice figure. While she isn't large breasted she is full breasted and when she wears clothes that compliment her figure she's quite striking.
I would tell her she was beautiful and she would respond by saying I was just being nice but that it wasn't really true. At first I thought she was just messing with me on this point but it didn't take long to find that she was actually quite serious. Amy had a self-image problem. She truly believed she was fat and ugly. She was a little overweight but she wore it well and she was most definitely not ugly even on her worst day. When I first saw a picture of her my reaction was that most women her age or any age, actually, would kill to have her looks. Suffice to say she had a less than wonderful childhood that contributed to her negative self-image and once she was older she had the bad luck to find guys who were more interested in getting her into bed than finding what lay in her heart.
So Amy and I continued to talk via the instant messaging systems. From the first time I saw her I wanted to see her but she was going to college in Canada which made phone calls a bit expensive and where we were over 600 miles apart it also made getting together difficult. Still, I became almost obsessed with meeting her. She had said that in spite of our age difference she's go out on a date with me if I asked so that was the problem I was trying to resolve, how to bring us together.
An upside to all our talking was she became less shy with me and talked much more easily than when we started. We also got along pretty well but I reminded myself that these over the Internet things can change drastically when real life is introduced.
The resolution came in the form of Thanksgiving. Amy was from Florida but her mother didn't have the money to get Amy home for all the holidays. She was going home for Christmas but Thanksgiving no. I suggested we meet in Rochester, NY. I thought that "neutral" ground would work in both our favors. With just a little urging Amy agreed. She told me it really scared her to do this. I told her we could meet at the airport and then stay at the Crown Plaza Hotel in Rochester and that she'd have her own room so she agreed. I got her airline tickets and we decided to meet on the busiest travel day of the year, Thanksgiving eve.
I was excited to say the least and time dragged until the appointed day. Several times before than I thought she was going to back out. She had expressed reservations about what she was doing and I assured her that not only were the reservations normal but a good thing. I explained to her that she should insist we remain in public places until she felt safe and even then. I told her I wouldn't rent a car, that we'd take taxis and that she could call the shots about where we went.
The day finally arrived. I had made certain that I'd be in Rochester well prior to her arrival and as it turned out I was there a good three hours before her. But I had a good book and since I was on the right side of security I could wait right outside her arrival gate. My stomach was doing flip-flops of its own as the time got closer and then her plane was late. I didn't think it'd ever get there but it did of course.
My to my delight Amy was one of the first people off the plane. We recognized each other immediately and I wanted to run into her arms but held back. I did greet her with a big hug and a kiss on her cheek.
"You are even prettier than in person than you are in your pictures!" I said beaming at her.
"Oh you're just saying that but thank you," Amy said as she blushed.
We headed out for the taxi stand. We'd both traveled light putting all our stuff in carry on bags. On our way to the hotel we went through all the usual first meeting chat. Even though we had talked extensively on the Internet it seemed like we needed to reaffirm everything we'd said.
We got to the hotel and checked in. We were able to get adjoining rooms which made things easier. It was only mid-afternoon, still way too early for supper so I suggested we got in one of our rooms and talk some more.
Amy seemed very agreeable to all my suggestions including the one that we go to her room. "Amy, are you sure you don't want some alone time to think about things now that we've met?"
"What do you mean?" She asked looking confused.
"I mean I don't want you doing anything you don't want to do and I was just thinking maybe you'd like to be alone so you can think about things without me around."
"No, I'm okay."
"Are you sure?"
"Uh huh," she said with a smile.
We got into her room and I sat down in a chair next to her bed. She sat on her bed and kicked off her shoes and seemed to relax. We chatted for about an hour or so when she excused herself to go to the bathroom. And when she came back I excused myself as well. When I came out of the bathroom Amy was standing in front of the mirror brushing her hair.
