A couple of days ago I met up with an internet friend of mine.  He's seven years older then me which seems a bit to old for me.  However, we've been chatting for awhile and we get along pretty well most the time.  I didn't really think he was that cute from the pictures he had sent me, but we both agreed that this was just to meet up and no pressure.  When I first saw him he handed me a flower, it was so sweet.  I haven't gotten any flowers in years and I love that sort of thing.  In person he seemed cuter and younger then I had figured, but he was also skinnier then I thought he'd be, ohwell.  We were both hungary and got some food.  I was afraid we wouldn't have much to say to each other, but it wasn't to hard to talk to him.  After we ate, it was pretty hot outside so he suggested a mall we could go to for a walk.  I drove us there and we had a hard time decideing what to do that after that since our walk didn't take long.  After driving to a few places and having some tea, we finally decided it was time for minature golf.  We had fun playing and at one point I hit the ball pretty hard and it went flying off into some plants a ways away.  He went to go get it and when he came back he was shaking his head and he said "Almost" it was hilarious, I guess you had to be there. 

    It was still pretty hot out after golf and I wasn't in the mood for a movie, so he suggested we could go downtown or to a lake and I could pick, so I picked the lake.  I drove us there and since we didn't know where to park, I went on tons of little roads here and there for what seemed awhile and finally I just picked a place.  We walked close to the water and we had fun with throwing rocks in it.  There were some big rocks a little ways away and I asked him if he wanted to go climb on them.  I found a big flat rock to sit on and we sat there for awhile just talking.  I was pretty curious if he was interested in me at all, but I never caught him looking at me or anything so I figured maybe not and I was fine with that.  However, he pointed at something and when I was looking he pinched me.  After that,  I somehow got him to agree to wrestling with me and that was a lot of fun.  I'd try to push him around, but he always got hold of my wrists and kept winning.  We kept it up and he'd get pretty rough and I was a little afraid I'd end up with bruises on my wrists, but it was still fun.  Eventually after a few rounds of that I leaned into him and I let myself get carried away and kind of hugged him, he put his arms around me and it was really nice, but I pulled away because I didn't know what I was doing.  I think this happened again, but we hugged a little longer. 

   The sun was going down by then and I was kind of sleepy so I layed down on the rock and it was kind of comfortable and there wasn't any bugs.  He layed down by me and he started talking about the first dates he'd had or how girls flirted with him and he was never sure if a girl was interested.  I wasn't exactly sure what he was getting at, and I didn't really want to hear about other girls and him.  He asked what kind of signals I might try to let a guy know I'm interested, and I said I didn't really have any, because it's true I'm totally clueless.  So he just said he wanted to kiss me before, but he didn't know if it was ok.  I didn't know what to say to that, and it was getting colder out and I was getting hungary.  I just commented on the lake and the stars, then I asked if I could get warm with him and I laid on his shoulder.  He held me really nice, I don't think anyone has been so nice about it before.  He had one hand on my hair and the other around me and he'd kiss my forehead every now and then.. Eventually he'd kiss me close to my eyes and say something like "Are those your lips?"  I'd say "Close," and he'd kiss my cheek and ask again, then my other cheek.  It was actually kind of hot, even though it seems kind of silly now, just the way he said it, kind of low and whispery.  Then he finally kissed me and I didn't really feel much, I even opened my eyes, which I think for me kind of means I wasn't in the moment.  We just laid there for a little while more and he was feeling my shoulders.  He asked if they were ok, I said "Kind of tense."  He asked why and I just said how they usually always were.  He said something like "It's to bad I can't fix everything."  It was really sweet and hot the way he said it, but I wasn't quite sure what he meant.  Then he started talking about how he fixes things and how he has tons of motorcycles to fix and thats all he does.  It was really nice, but I wasn't expecting any of that, so I didn't know what to say and I had been more chatty then usuall the whole day. 

    When we finally got up to leave, it was pretty dark out.  I was a little annoyed that no one pushed the other to leave earlier, but that's my fault too.  When I was coming down off the big rock, I was pretty jittery from caffeine, lack of sleep and hearing hot things whispered in my ear, so of course I fell on a bunch of rocks and scraped up most of my left arm.  Luckily he didn't see me and just heard me and came over to help me up.  As we were making our way through the dark and on sharp rocks, I fell again and hit my knee pretty good.  It hurt a lot and something inside me kind of panicked and I swear I almost felt like crying.  I've been through worse pain, but I'm not sure what that spark of panic was about, but he gave me a hug and I relaxed a lot more and it went away really fast.  I don't think he noticed his hug really helped me out.  We kept going and he was saying "I think it's a good idea to split up to find the car."  He kept going on about that and it was pretty funny. 

   We were getting closer and then we saw a police type truck driving close by.  We slowed down to ask if we were in the right direction and stuff, but the police guy said the park had closed 45 minutes ago and we could get a $90 ticket.  He asked what we were doing out here and we told him we just forgot about the time and were looking at the stars and stuff.  So he pointed us in the right direction and left.  We found the car and I started driving on those small roads.  Then I see that the cop is waiting for me from one of the intersections and he gets behind me.  I play it cool and see that it says 15 mph and I keep it there for awhile.  The cop guy flashes his lights at me and I pull over.  The cop asks me why I'm going so slow.  Of course the first time I get pulled over it's because I'm going to slow, I'm so wild.  I told him I thought it said 15 mph and he said it seemed like I was going 3 to 5.  He made me follow his pen with my eyes and he kind of laughed and said "Well drive safe, but I guess you already are."  I was so surprised I wasn't more scared of all of this, but I was fine with it, maybe because I knew I hadn't done anything.  I go a little faster after that and of course the cop is still following me.  Finally I make it out of the park and the cop finally leaves me alone. 

   It was all quite an adventure for me, I thanked my friend for giving me some good stories.  I'm happy that my friend and I had a good time and we'll keep chatting.  I don't know what to think of all the kisses and hugs though.  I asked him last night about it and he pretty much said it was because of the atmosphere, and because I was "nice."  Whatever that means, ohwell I had a good time, but I do feel kind of funny about it.