Dorothy Resurfaces
A real person from my past is back.
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I write stories for Literotica. Some are pure fantasy and some are based on something that happened and then I add to the tale. Sometime the names are changed and sometimes not. But never have any of my stories led to contact with one of the people in my stories. I used Dorothy's name in a story just a bit ago. For those that have not read it I'll give a quick recap or if you prefer to read it the other story's name was simply Dorothy.
It concerned a girl I knew from grade school and then never had contact with after we went to separate high schools. Apparently she was a fan of the Literotica stories because after my story, using her name, was published I received a private message from her. The site allows readers to contact the authors and hides the author's identity from the sender. This allows the authors to make the decision on wither he or she wishes to reply.
So I received this message telling me how much the Dorothy story brought back a few old memories and asking if I was interested in corresponding with a possible old school mate. Me, being the sort of person I am I always worry about id theft or such. The email was signed simply with Dorothy and the email address didn't give any more clues as to the real identity. So it was with caution I responded and asked how she knew me. In the back of my mind I was wondering if it might really be the Dorothy from my past.
Her response was kind of short, telling me only that she had a friend in grade school and my story kind of went along with what she remembered from way back then. Still being cautious I wrote back asking what grade school she had attended. I guess she was as leery as I was because she only told me the city she had grown up in. So I told her that was my hometown to and in fact I now lived there again after being away for many years.
It took several more messages back and forth before she finally told me the name of the school and the year she graduated. It was my Dorothy. It was unbelievable. What were the chances? Especially a site that was all erotica and I thought was only used by men. You know the lonely dirty old man. Here was a real life person that I knew back in grade and a female on top of it all.
I always wrote under a false name to hide my real name but when she had read that story something made her think about me and that prompted her to write her first email. As you can properly figure we started to message back and forth on a regular basis. I gave her my real name. She lived in a city just over ten miles away. Had married of course and she had a child that had made her a grandmother. Her husband was gone and she appeared to not to want to talk about him.
I confessed to being single all my life. I had spent almost all my adult life in the Marine Corps. And yes that two of the scars were from several adventures during that time. Her response to that information brought an answer I never expected.
'Are you telling me you've never been with a woman? Never had a piece of ass? I wouldn't believe you if you tried to tell me that.'
The Dorothy I knew would have never talked like that and I told her so.
'Yah you're right. The young Dorothy wouldn't have. But times have changed and so has this Dorothy. I've been to see the elephant so the saying goes.'
I admitted that I had been in love one time and been just in lust many times but the one I wanted to marry wasn't interested in a man in the military service and so it didn't happen.
'I'm sorry to hear that. The guy I knew back in school would have made a great husband. I remember a gentle person. Always willing to help with whatever was going on. But I suppose doing what you may have done or seen may have changed you. Has it? Maybe you're no longer gentle?'
'I think I'm ok with women. Always make sure they've been satisfied with whatever we have been doing. I like to think it was the constant moving. The being gone for long stretches, not knowing if I might not be coming back except in a box. I don't hold any of her decisions against her. We kept in touch over the years. She married a lawyer and had several kids. Still married and like you a grandma.'
