front of me.
“One hell of a Surprise” it began. “And the answer is yes. Give me an hour and we"ll meet though you will have a surprise too. Julie.”
“What surprise will you have for me? An hour is fine. I"ll be in the bar of the hotel waiting for you. Hugs, Jerry” I sent back only to get another one by return.
“I"ll be there within the hour. The surprise can wait till then. See you soon. Hugs and kisses too this time. Julie”.
That was it. Contact had been made and the offer accepted so now it was just a matter of waiting. I closed down my laptop and found that I was in need of a drink and so after having a pee, went down to the bar and had a large scotch and soda.
After half an hour had passed I began to get butterflies in my stomach, wondering what Julie would look like? Would she accept me, being just over sixty years of age, though not really past it. I was still virile and hoped that she would accept me as I am and that we might gel together.
There would be no mistake in the knowing of me as the hour approached for I was the only person there in the bar of the hotel and I kept watching the door, watching, waiting and hoping. Hoping for what? I asked myself. That I wouldn"t be disappointed on seeing her for the first time.
I watched and waited and saw this man come into the bar and come up and order a drink.
„A vodka and coke. Normal coke, no ice no lemon senor. Oh and a drink for Jerry," he said turning to me. My mouth dropped. I couldn"t believe it! He knew my name and ergo, that meant that this was Julie.
„Now that"s a surprise for you," he grinned, seeing the expression on my face. „Gracias," he said to the bartender as our drinks were placed before us. „I"m Julie, though it is my pen name. It really being James," he said, extending his hand which I couldn"t help but raise mine and take his to shake. „A hug too," he said, moving in close and actually hugging me and giving me a typical Spanish welcome by pressing his cheek against both sides of my face. „Salud," he said, raising his glass to me before taking a sip.
„Er, er, salud," I replied, stuttering a little, cursing myself for doing so, but it was within reason at finding out that Julie was in fact a man. I inwardly cursed myself for not having twigged this in the way that the books had been written.
„Sorry to spring this on you like this, but if you had let me know beforehand that you would be coming out here, I would have let my true self be known then. It might have saved you the trip." My left hand was now on the bar that I had used to steady myself and his hand came onto mine as he spoke again in a soft voice. „Why did you come out here? Was it to really meet up with a woman with the hope of having sex or just to meet the author of the books you liked?"
„Er, dammit! Both!" I finally blurted out, feeling rather uncomfortable and at a disadvantage in having to admit this so quickly at this meeting. His eyes were blue and had a sparkle to them that belied his age for he looked to be a few years older than me. He also sported a moustache, one which no woman could ever grow. About the same height as me which is close on six foot and he had as much hair on his head as I did. Thinning, but still there without a bald patch showing. I also noticed that he had a paunch which was a bit bigger than mine which made me think that mine would be like his in a few years time. His teeth were too bright to be his own and guessed that they were dentures which he later admitted that they were and didn"t really use them as they were most uncomfortable. He also spoke with a lisp but then most Spaniards had lisps. He"s bloody English my mind shouted out at me, not Spanish, but it was there nonetheless.
He at the same time was studying me and I wondered what his thoughts were at seeing me after our many e-mail letters that we had sent back and forth. He wouldn"t have been surprised as I was, him already knowing that I was a male, and yet,
“One hell of a Surprise” it began. “And the answer is yes. Give me an hour and we"ll meet though you will have a surprise too. Julie.”
“What surprise will you have for me? An hour is fine. I"ll be in the bar of the hotel waiting for you. Hugs, Jerry” I sent back only to get another one by return.
“I"ll be there within the hour. The surprise can wait till then. See you soon. Hugs and kisses too this time. Julie”.
That was it. Contact had been made and the offer accepted so now it was just a matter of waiting. I closed down my laptop and found that I was in need of a drink and so after having a pee, went down to the bar and had a large scotch and soda.
After half an hour had passed I began to get butterflies in my stomach, wondering what Julie would look like? Would she accept me, being just over sixty years of age, though not really past it. I was still virile and hoped that she would accept me as I am and that we might gel together.
There would be no mistake in the knowing of me as the hour approached for I was the only person there in the bar of the hotel and I kept watching the door, watching, waiting and hoping. Hoping for what? I asked myself. That I wouldn"t be disappointed on seeing her for the first time.
I watched and waited and saw this man come into the bar and come up and order a drink.
„A vodka and coke. Normal coke, no ice no lemon senor. Oh and a drink for Jerry," he said turning to me. My mouth dropped. I couldn"t believe it! He knew my name and ergo, that meant that this was Julie.
„Now that"s a surprise for you," he grinned, seeing the expression on my face. „Gracias," he said to the bartender as our drinks were placed before us. „I"m Julie, though it is my pen name. It really being James," he said, extending his hand which I couldn"t help but raise mine and take his to shake. „A hug too," he said, moving in close and actually hugging me and giving me a typical Spanish welcome by pressing his cheek against both sides of my face. „Salud," he said, raising his glass to me before taking a sip.
„Er, er, salud," I replied, stuttering a little, cursing myself for doing so, but it was within reason at finding out that Julie was in fact a man. I inwardly cursed myself for not having twigged this in the way that the books had been written.
„Sorry to spring this on you like this, but if you had let me know beforehand that you would be coming out here, I would have let my true self be known then. It might have saved you the trip." My left hand was now on the bar that I had used to steady myself and his hand came onto mine as he spoke again in a soft voice. „Why did you come out here? Was it to really meet up with a woman with the hope of having sex or just to meet the author of the books you liked?"
„Er, dammit! Both!" I finally blurted out, feeling rather uncomfortable and at a disadvantage in having to admit this so quickly at this meeting. His eyes were blue and had a sparkle to them that belied his age for he looked to be a few years older than me. He also sported a moustache, one which no woman could ever grow. About the same height as me which is close on six foot and he had as much hair on his head as I did. Thinning, but still there without a bald patch showing. I also noticed that he had a paunch which was a bit bigger than mine which made me think that mine would be like his in a few years time. His teeth were too bright to be his own and guessed that they were dentures which he later admitted that they were and didn"t really use them as they were most uncomfortable. He also spoke with a lisp but then most Spaniards had lisps. He"s bloody English my mind shouted out at me, not Spanish, but it was there nonetheless.
He at the same time was studying me and I wondered what his thoughts were at seeing me after our many e-mail letters that we had sent back and forth. He wouldn"t have been surprised as I was, him already knowing that I was a male, and yet,
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