time. And that doesn’t even include the topless ones!” I sighed and dropped my ass on the nearest bench.
Laura sat down next to me and waited ‘til I met her gaze. “Dude, why are you freaking out?”
I pulled at the puffy satin bow of my shirt. “I’m just not sure why he’s talking to me. He has everything he needs in his three-dimensional life.”
“Well first of all stop being so emotional. And secondly you’ve had a pen pal for a couple of weeks. That’s it. Don’t you need to get a little further before you start to act all psycho?”
She had a point. I would usually wait a bit longer before “obsession-mode.”
“Why don’t you guys start chatting online?” she suggested.
“NO.” I shook my head. “I’m actually glad we haven’t done that. Like if I’m going all crazy just from e-mails and pictures, can you imagine how I’d be if I saw him online and he didn’t respond?”
“Right, you’re way too crazy for that. Then you guys need to talk on the phone.”
The blood rushed straight to my cheeks. “The phone? But that’s so...relationshipy.”
“What are you twelve years old? Talking on the phone is NOT a relationship. And besides, what if he has a high-pitched voice like Mike Tyson? You need to figure all that out before you go any further. But he’s got a good start with the sexy accent. He’s Spanish right?”
“Actually no. He’s an ex-pat living in Spain. So just American I guess.” I sighed. “But yeah, I hope he doesn’t sound like Tyson. Anyway this all sounds great, but there’s one problem left: how do I bring up the phone chat? That’s a huge step from e-mail.”
Laura laughed and rolled her eyes. “God you are such an amateur. Why don’t you just wait a day before you answer his e-mail? Trust me, once you throw the routine off he’ll be begging for your attention. You guys will be talking on the phone in no time.”
Diabolical!
“But most of all,” she continued. “Promise me you’ll be careful, and don’t make any sudden plans to meet. This is still the Internet, you know.”
I put my arm around Laura and smiled. “Thank you. And I promise, he’s only a fun distraction. I’m just killing time!”
We resumed our stroll with the truth explained, minus one itty-bitty lie. I wasn’t just killing time, I was already feeling a million different things, positioning myself to get completely screwed over.
Would I?
A few seconds later we were standing in the Guess Store, and a few minutes after that, Laura was holding a mauve-coloured dress against her frame, with a skirt that flowed away from her hips. As soon as she tried on the halter-top dress, it dissolved any fears relating to her curvy ass. Mission accomplishe d.
***
After heeding Laura’s advice and ignoring James’s e-mail, the next morning I was welcomed with a message.
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Hello Roms,
It has gone rather quiet at your end, I guess you are busy with work or whatever else it is you do. Did you know I have never been to Canada?
I have travelled through so many countries in my life and yet Canada was never one of them, isn’t that funny?
Back to work for me. Don’t be a stranger.
J
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Unlike the morning before, the smile on my face could not be wiped away by a sickening discovery. I was appeased, enchanted, and wildly attracted to this man.
I needed to keep the thread going.
----------------------------
Hey James,
Thanks for your e-mail.
If you haven’t been to Canada I can say you’re missing out. It doesn’t snow all the time and some of us are even pretty fun!
Anyway I’m off to work and then maybe another blog post tonight. I hope I can come up with something; it’s just hard to write about a man-quest that isn’t so full of…men. Ha.
Good luck with writing, hope you get a lot accomplished today.
Romi
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He answered
Laura sat down next to me and waited ‘til I met her gaze. “Dude, why are you freaking out?”
I pulled at the puffy satin bow of my shirt. “I’m just not sure why he’s talking to me. He has everything he needs in his three-dimensional life.”
“Well first of all stop being so emotional. And secondly you’ve had a pen pal for a couple of weeks. That’s it. Don’t you need to get a little further before you start to act all psycho?”
She had a point. I would usually wait a bit longer before “obsession-mode.”
“Why don’t you guys start chatting online?” she suggested.
“NO.” I shook my head. “I’m actually glad we haven’t done that. Like if I’m going all crazy just from e-mails and pictures, can you imagine how I’d be if I saw him online and he didn’t respond?”
“Right, you’re way too crazy for that. Then you guys need to talk on the phone.”
The blood rushed straight to my cheeks. “The phone? But that’s so...relationshipy.”
“What are you twelve years old? Talking on the phone is NOT a relationship. And besides, what if he has a high-pitched voice like Mike Tyson? You need to figure all that out before you go any further. But he’s got a good start with the sexy accent. He’s Spanish right?”
“Actually no. He’s an ex-pat living in Spain. So just American I guess.” I sighed. “But yeah, I hope he doesn’t sound like Tyson. Anyway this all sounds great, but there’s one problem left: how do I bring up the phone chat? That’s a huge step from e-mail.”
Laura laughed and rolled her eyes. “God you are such an amateur. Why don’t you just wait a day before you answer his e-mail? Trust me, once you throw the routine off he’ll be begging for your attention. You guys will be talking on the phone in no time.”
Diabolical!
“But most of all,” she continued. “Promise me you’ll be careful, and don’t make any sudden plans to meet. This is still the Internet, you know.”
I put my arm around Laura and smiled. “Thank you. And I promise, he’s only a fun distraction. I’m just killing time!”
We resumed our stroll with the truth explained, minus one itty-bitty lie. I wasn’t just killing time, I was already feeling a million different things, positioning myself to get completely screwed over.
Would I?
A few seconds later we were standing in the Guess Store, and a few minutes after that, Laura was holding a mauve-coloured dress against her frame, with a skirt that flowed away from her hips. As soon as she tried on the halter-top dress, it dissolved any fears relating to her curvy ass. Mission accomplishe d.
***
After heeding Laura’s advice and ignoring James’s e-mail, the next morning I was welcomed with a message.
----------------------------------
Hello Roms,
It has gone rather quiet at your end, I guess you are busy with work or whatever else it is you do. Did you know I have never been to Canada?
I have travelled through so many countries in my life and yet Canada was never one of them, isn’t that funny?
Back to work for me. Don’t be a stranger.
J
----------------------------------
Unlike the morning before, the smile on my face could not be wiped away by a sickening discovery. I was appeased, enchanted, and wildly attracted to this man.
I needed to keep the thread going.
----------------------------
Hey James,
Thanks for your e-mail.
If you haven’t been to Canada I can say you’re missing out. It doesn’t snow all the time and some of us are even pretty fun!
Anyway I’m off to work and then maybe another blog post tonight. I hope I can come up with something; it’s just hard to write about a man-quest that isn’t so full of…men. Ha.
Good luck with writing, hope you get a lot accomplished today.
Romi
----------------------------------
He answered
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