• silverwhisper said on Oct 26, 2007....

  i've told my own story here.
  
  ed

• Fallyn said on Oct 26, 2007....

  thankyou.  so many meetings are complicated.
  
  and inevitable.
  
  

• Twylarants said on Oct 26, 2007....

  June, 1979- I was a butcher in a small supermarket, he was night crew manager.
                       We'd pass each other as I came into work and he was leaving.
                       I was attracted to him because he was tall (6')
                       He to me (so he says) because I didn't wear a bra (34A)
                       He asked me to a Yankee game.
   Aug, 1979- He moved in with me and the rat pack.
   Oct,  1979- We got married.
                                How romantic.
  

• Fallyn said on Oct 26, 2007....

  whos the rat pack?
  
  

• moyz said on Oct 27, 2007....

  will let you know as soon as it happens...lol

• Fallyn said on Oct 27, 2007....

  definitely something to look forward to.

• Alyss said on Oct 27, 2007....

  To me he was just another online friend but gradually as time went on he became more and more important to me. Now I know that he and I share something very special.

• Twylarants said on Oct 27, 2007....

  Hi Fallyn,  "Rat Pack" is the affectionate, loving Mom nickname I gave my 4 boys when they were young.  They called me "Dragon Lady".

• Mr_Box said on Oct 27, 2007....

  I met my wife in high school. She was my chemistry lab partner. She blew up a beaker on accident and it cut me on my arm. She offered me a band aid with daisies on it.
   
  That's how I knew she liked me. And when I actually took the flowery band aid and put it on, that's how I knew I liked her.
   
  Twelve years later and still together. But now she buys me manlier band aids.

• Fallyn said on Oct 27, 2007....

  alyss, thats' so sweet!
  
  twyla....that's cute. *laughing* mine are "the monkeys and the girl" ...they're actually all girls.....one of them is just .......ALL girl.
  
  mr box. aaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww that's so funny. *grin* and sweet!
  

• Mr_Box said on Oct 27, 2007....

  Your question inspired me to write a blog about this. You can read the whole story over there if you're interested.

  Thanks for giving me the idea.

• gingersoul said on Oct 27, 2007....

  Fallyn.....there it goes......

  We met on a dance floor, few minutes past midnight, in a summer vacation resort club on the beach. I was too shy to speak English, he didn't speak much Italian either. When i left to go to another club he followed me there but we never danced again that night. We just sat trying to talk as much as we could....when we finally said goodbye at 6 in the morning we kissed. In the middle of the piazza. I grabbed his ass for a joke, laughing....he later said "That just did it for me"...lol.....

  We had our first date the day after on the beach...and became inseparable since then......we married after 2 years, we divorced two years ago. Amen.

• Fallyn said on Oct 28, 2007....

  your welcome mr. box.
  
  ginger....wow.
  

• Alyss said on Oct 28, 2007....

  Sweet but intensely frustrating as it remains online.

• the_infernal_optimist said on Oct 28, 2007....

  Short answer, I met him in an awful English 101 class in college. And he insulted me within the first ten minutes. I thought he was an ass; he thought I was an unkempt backward Southern idiot. (He got the Southern part right... :-p)
  
  Thank you, Monty Python and AOL Instant Messenger for saving that relationship. :-D
  
  ~Infernal
  

• Fallyn said on Oct 29, 2007....

  alyss.  i'd say 85% of my relationship is online. *sigh* ...better than nothing i suppose. and that other 15% is a life saver.......but still.
  
  infernal.........*grin* well......good thing for monty python and AOL. :p
  

• justxinxtime said on Nov 04, 2007....

  shes starving me for that reply. we met on the bus I saw her sitting next to a young man and thought what a lucky young man to be with such a hard belly. after a year of watching them out of the corner of my eye and wondering she looked a little older I could not figure them out he looked a bit like clark kent so i started thinking of her as wonderwoman I wonder if i could love her? eight monthes ago for the first time. I saw her alone and introduced myself, she seemed so glad and she said she was so shy as i looked through her shaded glass thinking of her sweet little ass.  Later she told me it was acually her son but he did not want to be with her anymore.  She has not left home and lives with a grouchy mean old man who she wants beet up but does not want me to get in trouble.  She can not remember for shure how many times she has had sex between five and ten times actually it is six times with the father of his osn before he went to the military he never even saw his son as far as she is concerned or so she thought but he always paid his child support or she took it. it is such sweet sorrow while she made me wait months for a kiss with her teasing sweet lips she stalked another she knew i had had sex sith twenty years ago.  finally one day after she had treid to draw her out away from the house trying to get her alone she got me in the car and chased the other down confronting her in the drive way poor terri.  she said she wanted to apolagize for comming through her window so she did but therer was just one thing was I good in bed she wanted to know? after she starved herself for twenty years/she saw me walking down the street she came over grabbed me by the back of the head and forced her lips against mine as she forced her knee up my leg and across my groin she asked if i could handle a washintonian and then she was gone for another month, while she will get us rooms and bring me right to the edge at the last mineut she will jump up vanishing sometimes saying she willl be back, showning up sometime not so i wait alone in the room she got us.  I showed her where i lived she asked why saying i could do so much better.  I had the best deal in town at a hundred bucks a month for moter home house shower and bath all i had to do was rent out the other rooms occasionly still it was not good enough fo rher so she would get us rooms from the red lion to the other end of town teasing me with her reality and apparently golden pussy fo rshe said some things were sacred. she wanted me checked for vd which i did and was clean. then she would burst in grabb my pack throwing the contents around the room iwas shocked what the fuck are you doing!? looking for rubbers! its been ate months and while she will lick me hared she makes me finish as she watches and then vanshes this seems to excite and please her, so a few times or rather once she would show up lay in my arms ask me if she is venus then vanish or leave walking or running clear across town in the early light. she still has not told me her name or last name or gave me her address or even a number i offered to get her a phone she would not take it. she thinks she is fat at a hundred and nine she wanted to carry me, or lift me up at two fifty but i would not let her for i knew she would do it or hurt her self trying.  she would not put out so i moved out of townout to the olympuss mountains and ruby beach where i wandered from library to Lirary and 180mile stomping range in sexual frustration as I write the black boo kay, spell binding and his story of heaven and hell. she was not my first love or my last and yet she is and was for in spirit they are one for one and all for one it took more than one woman to teach me everything i needed to know. in this life time my first love tittw grew and grew then she came home with coolaid stains on her thigs after we broke up they cut her tits off to save her spine she introduced me to the mother of our son the bishops daughter who said he was going to casterate me but ended up marrying us instead as he hunted her or rather us in his sons blazer so she would not hide from his truck in the heat of the night he search at 70 miles an hour I would race past at 140+mph with the ramair 400 rapped at 7000rpm+ over the roar of the engine in the black 68fire bird she  would beg oh please please please slow down. then the devorce from the paper wife, riding off into the night at 14- below zero before the windchill into the moonlight teh generator did not work on the old 1939 knuckle head Harley I had traded everything for to supreme auto next door.the paper wife liked driving 400+horses around so she was not happy driving the vega so i gott us or her a 455cu in 68 brown imron firebird the black one was centari befor i switched to raidiance then house of color. i did not even get to give her her fire bird so i gave them both away or treaded as i rode off into the night. Gzues I thought i was crazy trading away everything two days after crismass for that old knuclke head and free dome or room to roam riding off acroos the high planes of wyo in the frost then i saw the black man heading north on the gold wing know he was crazy, not I later years later when he lay dead or dying out in the parking lot at western liquers. the x-wife and the x girl friend had tried to find him to save his life or see if he was alive for smoky had been shot in the back after flipping a coin to see who bought it he won as i when out side the shot gun blast almost toook my balls off.  It has been a ruff story of eternal love. for a while it was melody and she would ride backwards at a hundred miles an hour pluys with her zipper fly wide fucking open on the old super glide rocking down the highway. Icould go on and on then there was trish alledgedly tied to the head of the dozen or the red and whites who knows what i know is i saw her leap in the air coame down on an old pan head and i knew i wanted her. after her pan vanished my knuckle was the best ride around so i took her for a spin in sin. she was home steading wiht the fires buring between phienix mesa and tempe into the middle of the night I was playing or working with the pres of the red and whites and Nature at unathorized Hd and well we were or i was growing hawian living with my first loves mom before smokey was shot so there iwas sleeping with trish who had moved in. but i had sent the x tickets so ther she was in the next room. so i was in the first loves bed with the forst loves mom across the room who had married the best friend twenty years her youth with the knew love in my arm but another bed and the x wife across the room. id spen the days with the wife and son then the girlfireind and i would ride around az all night with the new x. before she was x. tghen ther was crist's mom who is the hart holder at the time or hart champ or a close tie with melody but it was the family A<B>C or alison brenda and christ who would come right to the gates of Helen or hell inn where i heated with open fire and had fire dripping off the cieling. Id stand out there in asnow storm with the mapgas torch held high throwing fire balls in teh air watching it rian fire in snowstorm.  My relality was so far beyond most fantasy's you just can not believe it 712.N helen casper wyo. behind the light house of f street. of course ther was the early years with the x paw gene powers of hawkins and powers avia. i played in the secret weapons of ww2 the privateers or pb4y-2s the men of war as a child growing up. later or rather earlyier at four oclock in the morning on easter sunday i looked at the fire ball on the wings and felt the flames of those who went down for us you oot to see what a fire ball looks like at four oclock in the moring on easter sunday above greybull wyo. I had number 1 running  a r2600 cubic inch radial if you ever heard one hundred cubic inch harly fire up imagine firing 26 of them at once and then over priming and overbusitng #4 as it fired the flames blew out over the right wing when the navy had them th3ey had four R1830 cu in raidials but paw powers planes were all hot rods right up until his Hurculeas hit the ground in cal.paw powers was cool buth he said if moter gloria had a hole a man had a poll iwas going to buzz his house in one of the last flying men of war in the world for that at the same time i did my first solo  flight.  I had not reallly thought or planned to do it in advance but i had partied down with my fourth or fifth father figure Bill HIcks who i lived whith in shell mother hicks was a federal firearms dealer before father hicks blasted the po lice station door open with there polease on life there in greybull home of the great white father and great white hunter it is long and complicated but i had partied down at the haningtree and then headed back out to the Bighorn ranch where i was waiting fo rBrend to show up I had sixty thousand acreas for the girls to run around on when i showed up there levit said no boody calls me red and i said well red everybody calls you red just not to your face he looked scared and said he would just give me money i siad i take the ranch but brenda never showed up so  i left the ranch with red he died and i think malcolm walup has it now any how or may be the girls got it if they didnt they better or i m goning to do things to wallup like you just can not believe when he dies i going to hang hm in every fucking wall up in that shitty state of political afairs they call wyo state prisen and he is gong to hang ther watching while all the fucking prisneers wait for ther fair and speedy trials. but any way paw powers had said he would probably give me a job if i came and punche d him in the nose icouldnt do it so i warned him of the parasitiacl organizm that called them selves law he did not seem to get it while he stillhad the largest independant airforce in teh world like said it was along and complicated story Gzuess it was funny so i was locked up fo rramming a squad car and i read about father hicks blasting the door open at the local police with there polease on life which incidently i told the mother of crist i was going to kill one a day for every day they dumped on our lives not that i would hurt any father or son sister or brother but giving them ther just reward in the hands of the lord and there awarness as reincarnated lice we fucked them to death id lick the out of her snatch and then crush them between my thum nails were they actually watched me kill them again at another level or just a few. The jailer ther at Ncdc natrona county detention center laughed when i said i was worried about our son it was so sad later when he had to send his son leslie to prisen for murdering his brother in law. then someone pulled some strings and got him out early. he bragged to me how well his son was doing as they bent me over again. then he had to send his son back to prisen again for killing his wife the jailers daughter inlaw.  it was so sad when potter died fo rcrismass or new years then ther was jailer butch i told him i was worried about my daughter and he laughed as he tried to give me another false charge of agrevated assualt with more police perjury, i for get weather he died fo rcrismass or new years but well i did get a certain amount of pleasue reading about there deaths knowing that they would never laugh again watching as men waited for there fair and speedy trial. ANd i really ennoyed watching butch trapped in his glass he had the oddasity to paint his shp red white and blue it was full of stolen stuff he had stole from the public how many million years did men wiat this year for ther fair and speey trial? how long do the alledged wealth financial rapists hang in the walls of the prisens just say G zues I dare you call me a sacrificial lamb go ahead ewe do it? so i asked butch do you want to lay ie box and smellyour self rot or do you wnat to take the flames?  Then there was Paula shed carry a 9 a 357 and a 32 but id have to ask her to leave her 16inch dragun slayer combat knife in the car when we would go into bars. isay please hun leave theknife in the bars out of fear for the safty of o there patrons. shed where leather and lace wed ride around in her emaculate jeep. gzues loveme   

• Fallyn said on Nov 04, 2007....

  wow......i think that needed it's own post. .....is that a story? or an actual relationship?

• crybabylu said on Nov 13, 2007....

  Wow, someone ought to do a post on how come I got divorced?

• Fallyn said on Nov 13, 2007....

  how bout you? i'd listen to your story dee.

• pookiedookie said on Nov 13, 2007....

  i don't have a sweetie.

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