Scott & Harvey

Well I was out on the town with John, he had just been given news a family member had passed away and as there wasn't an available flight til the next day either had to sit at home morose like or hit the town, in true John style we hit the town.

We met up with some friends of his, and went to a couple of different bars, I got up and danced, by myself as I find thats the best way to get guys to dance with you.. it worked. I danced with a Paul for a bit, but noticed a couple of guys looking, one looked familiar.

I managed to lose Paul, he was getting a bit close and I liked the way one of the guys watching me looked.

I drank a bit with my friends, and then decided I'd throw an ice cube at the one who looked familiar, he came right on over. After a quick conversation, he wasn't familiar, had been in town 5 hours.

Danced with him a bit and with his friend. They both seemed really keen, and neither minded the others interest. I kept getting sandwiched between them while dancing. It was kinky, now it has always been a fantasy of mine to have two guys, but some things may be best kept as a fantasy. John however knew this fantasy, and was pissing himself with laughter watching the two of them getting a bit competitive over me. I was keen on the taller one, the other one was a bit too good looking and shorter than me. John said later how funny it was, like a small dog humping my leg, he would grind against me as I was kissing the taller one.

When it came time to go home, the shorter guy, Harvey knew his place and said good bye. Scott came home with me and spent the night... No Tourist rule broken again but it wasn't so bad.

Adam Goldberg

Well, its not Adam Goldberg, but the one time I've met him he reminded me of Adam Goldberg, both in looks and in manner, well some of his characters manners, quirky off beat sort of guy.

I met him at a motorbike rally, he started dancing with one of my friends and I joined them dancing together, my friend left and he and I started dancing and it got close.

It was just a bit of drunken fun at a motorbike rally. But then we got back to my van and we started talking. And this fun and funny and interesting guy appeared. And we talked for about an hour, then made out a bit and then we started talking again. He was really nice. But it wasn't till the next day when I thought about him that I began to wonder if there could be more than just that night.

I sent him an email about a week later saying basically "Hey remember me?" and I said I wasn't expecting anything but there were several reactions he could have to my email.

A, Fark off you scary cougar... I almost chewed my arm off to get away in the morning, my friends said I was lucky to escape alive.

B, SAL who? OMG was that your name... sorry you are too easy to forget.

C, I remember you, yeah that was fun, maybe next time I'm in town I'll look you up. See you next year though.

D, Yeah, it was a lot of fun and I'd like to do that again soon. I'll call you - lets see what happens.

I got a reply from him the next day, I liked his reply, it was honest and flattering but it was a no, not interested. Well, I may as well show you.

"Hi there,

SAL I'm a bit at a loss as to what to say.
I so don't do that sort of thing, sure was some fun times i have flashes of awesomeness.
Honestly I'm trying to get a girl I've been talking to for some time to go out with me, and so should not have gone with you to your van.
so unfortunately only a 1 night stand and one I'd like to keep to just you and me? Sorry. I don't want to take anything away from it, as it's some of the most fun I've had for some time.
I know this isn't the reply you were looking for.

Happy to chat etc if you want.

Cheers

Adam."

I felt it was a genuine honest reply and I appreciated it, we have chatted back and forth a bit now, and he sent me a facebook friend request. I thought about accepting it for a week or so, then just did it. I'm guessing I shouldn't have now as I'm feeling more of a crush on him with each contact. He has started asking me stuff about things in my photos and things I have posted.

But the one thing that gives me hope is the way he signs off emails, he started adding stuff in, First it was XXX's after his name then its like Cheers and big hugs with the XXX's I've taken his move and thrown it back, "Cheers and big hugs that start off as a hug but end up as an arse grab" was my last response. It should either make him run a mile or we are gonna end up having cyber sex in our sign offs :rofl:

I'm trying not to invest much in this. I will also try and keep you lot posted ;-)

Update 1

Well he hasn't run a mile, things are getting friendlier and friendlier. We have discussed his other friend, his love interest I guess. It doesn't sound like anything is going anywhere fast, they met 10 years ago and have had relationships fail since then. But have never met again and its a text message and email relationship.

He seems to think as fondly as I do of the time we spent together, we have started chatting on FB more and more and have switched to web cam chat, its still restrained and tame but its driving me wild... in a good way! He knows how to tease me.

Update 2

I was going up to his town and met up with him for a while. His car was being fixed and so I picked him up, we were going to go out for a drink. So I picked him up asked where we were going, he said anywhere, I rolled my eyes. It's his town he should suggest where to go. So we drove around a bit and then found a place he was ok with and had a couple of drinks. then we went for a walk along the beach and found a secluded spot and sat down. I made the first move, pulled his arms around me and kissed him, before long I was sitting in his lap, astride him, we ended up having a lot of fun in the dark on the beach, it was a stormy windy night but at no time did I feel cold with him. We stayed out there for a few hours, wrapped in each other arms, talking. I really like him. We agreed to meet again, but we would find somewhere we could stay the night.

I called him the next day and asked if he had any suggestions where we could meet, he said he was not good at organizing stuff and I should do it. I booked a cabin in a small town not far from where we were. I picked him up and we went out there, the sexual tension was intense, we fell in each others arms as soon as we got inside, emerged a few hours later and decided to go for a drive around the countryside. He drove me car. OMG he was such a commanding driver, so powerful so in control totally pushing my wee nana sized car to its limits... WHY CAN'T HE BE LIKE THAT IN LIFE! Spending so much time with him made me see exactly how passive and indecisive he is, in both his life and with other people.

We went out for a meal and had a really lovely passionate night together. We watched a movie on his laptop, he lay behind me and held me as we watched together. It felt so good it nearly made me cry. He certainly sets the standard when is comes to physical looks and the way we fit together, but not his gentle but too passive indecisive and depressive personality.

We have managed to stay friends, I adore him and would go there again but know he isn't right for me and I'm not right for him. But I'm glad I got the time to find out for myself.

I wanted that with Olly, time to get to know him, but never got it. I've always thought its the fact things are unknown between Olly and me that means I can't get him out of my head.

Southern man

Another internet dating meet.

After emailing back and forth a few times he asked for my phone number, I gave him my cell number expecting a text, but he called me. We spoke easily for over an hour and a half.

We looked into meeting that Friday but it didn't quite suit. We agreed on the Friday after.

I had no contact from him all week, so Thursday night I sent him a text confirming all was well for tomorrow. It was, there was no conversation by text or email, old fashioned maybe, and I wonder if I can change that cos I like the sending and receiving of sweet nothings in the night texts when you can't be together and thinking of you, when you do.

I was early to our meeting place, a bar with a restaurant. I sent him a text to let him know on the off chance he might be early too. He was and was there within 5 minutes.

It was nice to meet him, he looked just like his pic. He is 6 foot, good build, a nice blend of metro and rugged. We have a lot in common and easily broke the cardinal rule of not talking about the Ex's. But we have been through so much of the same things it was nice to find support and understanding.

He was a farm worker for a while but then injured himself so went to university and studied for the job he has now. Its a good job, not stuck in an office all the time but out and about on the land as well. He likes to hunt, I find that very sexy in a man, the ability to hunt and provide.

We went for dinner after the drink, he insisted he bought, he understood my financial limitations. Dinner was nice, we talked a lot about food, how nice it is to be cooked for, he is the single parent of two daughters. His ex wife while able to look after the kids for a short time is not in a place where she can for long. We both feel the same about introducing a new partner to the kids, not doing it right away. We both had dessert, I actually felt comfortable eating dessert around him, not like the fat girl pigging out. He showed me some pics on his phone from across the table, when I showed him some in exchange he came and sat beside me. There was a warmth and comforting feeling having him beside me like that. I felt like he would be someone who was on my side and supportive.

We went for a walk down to the lake front, it was a couple of blocks away and not a straightforward path, so at one stage I took his hand to lead him, but kept hold as it was nice to be with him like that.

We looked at the stars, he asked if I knew the southern cross etc, I said yes and showed him a few more constellations he didn't know. Then I thought I'd bull shit him a bit and started pointing out Sagittarius and Taurus and then laughed my arse of when he started to see things I was pointing out and I explained I had no idea what I was pointing to.

It was fun to tease him and play with him as well as be close and talk. I knew he would kiss me at the lake front and I think he knew it too, but it took ages for the moment to be right.

His kisses were firmer than I'm used to, but they got softer and more passionate, I will need to take things slow with him, he has not dated since his wife.

Eventually after nothing more than kissing we walked back to my car and said goodbye, we have already set a 2nd date for next weekend, maybe a bike ride and picnic, maybe a rafting trip, will be subject to weather I guess.

Update 1

I had a second date with SM, it started well, he picked me up. He bought some steaks from his farm for me to cook him for tea... I kind of thought that was a bit presumptious and kind of liked his style. We went out to a small town, intending to do a bush walk based there. We went for lunch first, lovely meal, good conversation etc. then we drove to where the bush walk started and it started pouring with rain. we sat in the car chatting for a bit then he drove down by the river where there was a lovely view of the mountains and pulled me into his lap to kiss me. Again the kisses were very firm, almost biting too. He told me he was able to stay the night with me, I was ok with that idea. We lay back the seats and made out for a bit, I felt his crutch and it was soft, I was surprized as he was having a good go at my breasts... he got my shirt off me and my bra and I was sitting astride him in the car when about 40 kayakers pulled up and got out of the river right where we were... OMG I'm glad I saw them first. I rolled over back to my seat and pulled my coat over me, the first kayaker got a good look and had a giggle but the rest were oblivious. All this time SM stayed soft... it was discussed, he said he had spoken to his doc about it and his doc said that as he still had a morning glory there was no medical issue. He is taking anti depressants and they mess with function he said. We got back to my place and I cooked him his steak... perfectly, well I was a wife for 14 years lol. I had a DVD I wanted to watch but he wouldn't watch it with me. It was a thriller he doesn't like scary movies... ok, but then he wouldn't let me watch it either. that bugged me as it was still too early to go to bed and to be honest I was getting sick of his company. It was too long to spend together. He stayed the night but wanted to cuddle all night. That bugs me, I cuddle for a bit then roll over and get some sleep. In the morning, true to word he had a lovely morning glory.. but it faded before we could get a condom on. Then Aunt Flow turned up with a clear agenda, no slow start and spotting like she usually does. I dealt to Aunt Flow and went back to bed and fell asleep. Later I let him get up and see himself out, I was tired.

We have had a few phone calls and a couple of text conversations since then, he wants another date but I think I'm going to have to say no, there just isn't the spark I want.

Update 2

He asked if I would meet him for a drink on Friday at 4pm, thats when I drop the kids off to their Dad.

I did and it was good to se him. I was going to tell him it was going nowhere but he had made a picnic. I was impressed, he had even made sushi, not bought it. It was good too.

We spent a lot of time talking, he told me all about his religion and I felt really uncomfortable, I don't believe. We had so little in common but he still wanted to see me again.

I agreed but then spoke to him on the phone and cancelled, I don't see the point of dragging things out when its not going to work.

Son of a Gun

SO, he is about my age, single, and a lot like his Dad, I'm not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

After meeting him with his Dad I thought about him a fair bit. So I called him a week later, looked up his number and gave him a call. He knew exactly who I was, no hesitation in his voice at all. I told him I was coming to town with my kids the next day, did he and his daughter want to play with my kids? He was really keen on that. He asked if we wanted to stay the night. Now having seen his house and how small it is I said no. But he said there was a trundle bed and he could fit more people in. I said no, but said another time when I don't have the kids sure. Another time turned out to be a weekend later.

Now I wasn't sure if I should let his Dad know I was chatting to his son, I figured Dad would call son and give him some advice if he knew and I didn't want that. But I didn't want things to work out for us and be a total surprise for Dad either.

So the next weekend I headed down there, he was going to be out when I got there, he was meeting friends and I was running late so I got instructions on how to let myself in, make myself at home and then join them. I did.

When we got to the bar he introduced me as My Dads friend, that was so embarrassing! He said "My friend too" when I blushed. We had a lot of fun, laughing and drinking with his friends, we both got very drunk. He pulled me up for a dance and then pulled me in close and kissed me during it. His friends were way past ready to go home and we walked with them a short distance then walked hand in hand for a while then stopped in a shop doorway and made out a bit. He felt my breasts, I felt his very firm crutch, I was ready to go home too, or at least to the park nearby. But he said, No, I never get to go out on the town, lets go to a few other places first. Well the town had sure changed since I went there and there were several bars I'd not been to before to visit. I felt fairly old but not fat in this town! I was quite surprised by the amount of overweight women about.

He was just like his Dad to walk about with, said Hello to everyone, seemed very alpha male and dominant. Then as we were crossing a pedestrian crossing a car full of kids shot right in front of us, he thumped on the window of it. It screeched to a halt and the drive jumped out and grabbed him by his shirt and tried to head butt him. he said Mate if you want to fight do it here and backed into a shop that was open that clearly had security cameras. The guy took one swing, then came to his senses and got back in his car. I know Son of a Gun was drunk, but I couldn't stand the way he acted. He was very macho, and threatened to burn the guys house down if he messed with him again. I was like, whatever and tried to get him home. He wanted some food first and we waited on a burger and some chips, all the time there was macho crowing and it annoyed me.

By the time we got the taxi home my annoyance had worn off though, we had a lot of fun that night in the shower and on the couch, he slept on the couch and I slept in the spare bed, his bed remained untouched. We had fun on the floor in front of the fire in the morning.

I got up and did the things I had to do in town and then bought some lunch back, he was still in his dressing gown and nursing a hangover while I was dressed and had been up for 5 hours and was feeling fine. So I was sitting at his place having lunch and there was a knock on the front door... It was his Dad. I felt like a teen who had been caught in the act. I explained what I'd been up to, censored of course, and He explained why he was visiting his son. I told him about the fight the night before and made out I was leading his son astray, taking him out on the town and then fighting in the street. I had to go, I had my next appointment to get to.

Son of a gun called me a few hours later and suggested I come back for a cup of coffee. In the sober light of day he wanted to spend some time with me. It didn't take long till we were making out on the couch again. But afterwards, he seemed distant. He jumped onto his computer and was checking Trade Me auctions. I had packed everything up and I said to him, "I'm not sure when I'm in town again but that was fun so if you are still single and I'm still single next time I'm in town, perhaps it would be fun to do that again." he replied "For sure"

I'm in two minds about him, he is a lot like his Dad which I find very attractive, but he is also a lot different from his Dad in ways I don't like, the over drinking and aggressiveness is huge turn off, his Dad never get drunk like that- I admire the way his Dad drinks. he also wasn't that great in bed, the sex was good but it was my efforts rather than his that made it that way, just talking he is a lot less experienced than me, there are things he has never done sexually that I'd like to change. However, I feel like I'm only interested in him as he is his fathers son. But I just can't find his father sexually attractive at all.

I'll update this and let you know what happens.

UPDATE 1

No contact from SOAG for a couple of week, then got a text from him 9 in the morning Sunday, exactly a month after last contact. "Hey, wot you up too" I was still in bed and replied I was having a sleep in. He said he was too and was having fun thinking about my visit and wondering when I was next in town.

I was a bit thrown by my reaction to him, I smiled and replied right away, I was keen and turned on by the idea of visiting him again. His texts back to me came instantly too. I think thats always a good sign.I had planned to go to Invers the next weekend. I let him know and he offered accommodation. Later that day I found out a dear friend had passed away and the funeral was Friday, so my visit was confirmed.

He knew a lot of friends of my friend who has passed, but he had work the next morning and started at 5am so wasn't interested in going to the wake. But then after the wake, some friends were heading to a hot tub another friend had, swimwear was optional there and he was early tempted into coming. I called over to see him for a bit... yeah a booty call. I have to admit, he does it for me when he smiles. I spent a couple of hours with him, then joined my die hard friends giving the dearly beloved the send off she would have loved. I got back to his place just in time to see him off to work. He totally did it for me in his work uniform too, I'm very attracted to him physically.

After a long sleep in I spent the day with my friends, but made it back to his place in time for him to get home. He pretty much ignored me and got out of his work gear, got changed and said he was off to watch the rugby. I had plans with my friends and he said he might join us later. Later I sent him a text, but no reply, later I said I was heading back to his place but no reply, I felt weird about sleeping in his bed without him there, so I slept in my sleeping bag on the spare bed. I fell asleep, i was knackered, at 4am I woke up and he still wasn't home, I checked my phone and there was a text from his at 1am saying he would be home soon. I felt sick. It bought back how I used to feel about my ex husband when he got too drunk and fell asleep somewhere. I worry about people. I sent him a text asking if he was ok, as soon wasn't 3 hours in my book. he replied after 30 mins saying he was two mins away. He was home and all my sick and angry feelings melted and I was happy to be with him again. I spent what was left of the night with him, the first time we had slept in a bed together... as in sleeping not ... yeah.

He wasn't snuggly and cuddly, but then I usually find that a bit suffocating. When he woke up we were at it again... the sex was a lot better than last time. But I didn't want to hang about, I left while he was in the shower, said I'd call him next time I was in town.

I don't think we are relationship compatible, there is too much I'd want to change and mostly his drinking habits. But I do think he could become a good friend with benefits.

Stewart Island

SO Off to Stewart Island I went, the Singles Ball as a matter of fact.

There was a group of 11 of us who went, 10 women and my dear friend Allan who was totally in his element with statistics like that.

I'd been chatting to a guy online and decided to meet up with him on the way there. He was lovely, he was huge though closer to 7foot than 6. I was a bit giggly with him, I found him very attractive. I dominated the conversation but mostly with stupid high school girl chatter. I'm so embarrassed with myself. I thought I'd never hear from him again.( I did, got a Skype chat message when I got back- if it gets any further like to another meeting I'll give him his own post)

So I left my coffee with him and managed to get to the plane on time, lovely flight over, I got to be co-pilot sitting beside the pilot with my foot on a very important part of the rudder with the instructions not to move it.

We had nibbles and some drinks at the house on the island and then went for dinner at the pub. Allan embarrassed me totally by mentioning the teabag-ing conversation* we had last time on the island. It happened during a lull in the restaurant conversation and everyone heard me say TEA BAGGING ITS WHEN YOU..... and then three guys at the table next to me turned and looked at me and laughed out loud... along with all the ladies at my table. So I snubbed my friends and went and sat with the 3 guys, explained the incident and how innocent it was, introduced myself, recommended the fish and returned to my friends.

We hit the bar side a few hours later and I met some lovely Stewart Island locals, most of them married, they seemed almost scared of me, I'd introduce myself and ask their name and they would reply in one word BobI'mMarried looking sideways to see if anyone could see them talking to me and blushing. One of them asked me to come with him and introduced me to a young local guy "This is Greg and he is a 20 year old virgin" I don't think thats the best opening line for poor Greg sadly, cos the wee fella blushed redder than his hair. I had a lovely conversation with Greg and made him promise to dance with me at the ball tomorrow night. I was totally uninterested in him but it was good sport having a chat.

I did notice one guy there who turned my head a few times, he wasn't handsome but more chiseled looking, He looked over my way a few times but not in an interested way. I found him quite magnetic, like I was drawn to him. Obviously I was not the only one, he always seemed to have women around him. One of the married local guys introduced me to him later when the pub was a bit quieter, I found him interesting to talk to but didn't think he was interested in me at all... I guess I was wrong there. at about 11.30pm he said to me "we should talk more, but I'm tired, join me in my room tonight?" I said "No" but he said "You know your going to" I protested a bit more, not sure why cos I thought about sex and thought yeah that would be fun tonight. He left me for a bit, to think it over and I chatted to my friends, the sad few who were left. Allan the mindful chaperone was all like "You go girl, just let me know the room number so I know you are safe" And the chiseled stranger came back and just led me away.

He was a big guy and very strong and the sex was a bit aggressive and rough, not bad though. we showered together and I stayed the night. We climbed into bed and he unloaded some stress he had had the week before, he had done CPR on a guy in a bar and the guy had lived, he was almost tearful trying to describe what emotions he was feeling at having saved someones life. I could relate to him, as an Ambulance officer/fire fighter I've had some similar experiences. All night he was very cuddly, pulling me close to him from whichever corner of the bed I escaped to, It was very hot in the room and I felt overheated and smothered. At one stage his arm went around my neck and I woke feeling trapped, I got up and went to the toilet then slept in the spare bed in the room. I snuck out in the morning when I thought he was asleep but then realized I'd left my phone in his room so snuck back and got it. He was awake, like he must have been faking sleep, I'd been gone 10 seconds. I said go back to sleep- I'd see him at the ball, grabbed my phone and left. He said "ok see you there."

I thought all day about weather I wanted to peruse things with him. I decided that if he was really into me he could do some chasing, then I could decide, I was leaning towards a catch and release though.

I was at the ball before he was, I saw him right away, he sat at the table by the door and watched the group I was with dancing. He never came over or said hi. We did chat briefly when I passed him, I said "Hi, how's it going?" and he said good and went to say something else but somebody else came over and distracted us. I never did chat to him again, he was whenever I looked surrounded by women, by the end of the night he was clearly interested in one of them.

When I got home I googled him and found some information that would have been a deciding factor against continuing anything with him, so I felt it was a lucky escape.

I had, at the ball attracted the interest of a couple of local guys, they seemed nice but no spark. I kept one of them at arms length, told him I wasn't into guys who smoked. He said he was giving up, I said, well I'll see you here next year when you are a non smoker. he was gutted he said a chick like you doesn't stay single for a year. I reminded him I was here last year so had been single for a year and had enjoyed that year so it would take someone very special to make me change... but I was open to the idea. He asked for my phone number but didn't have his phone with him or any way to write it down. He then asked if he could meet me at the airport to say goodbye. I said ok to that.

On the way to the airport, a bright yellow Tuk-tuk went past, it was him, he swooped back around and picked me and the girl I was walking with up, he gave me his phone number then. I thought he would have been too drunk to remember me! He is sweet at least, I called a friend who used to live on the island to get a reference... she said he was a really nice guy but heavy drinker. I don't need another heavy drinker in my life.

It was a nice flight back, I sat in the back of the plane and dozed a bit during the 15 min flight, I'd only had 3 hours sleep. We all descended upon Allan's son's house for lunch... Now I've often felt I'd love a man like Allan but younger... why had I not thought of his son before? Son of a gun is 3 years younger than me, he seemed attentive and a bit flirty, totally ignored the other woman in his age bracket there and when she sat beside him and showed him pics of us he kept pointing me out, nobody else, I was sitting on the other side of him. He stuck in my head as the lasting meeting of the weekend. He gets his own post now.

It was a long trip home, we were all tired, took turns driving. Stopped and looked at a hat and accessory shop in the middle of nowhere, I bought a scarf.

* Allan and I had done a ceroc dance class and then learnt some moves at my place, one of them was called the Tea Pot. Allan and I were dancing last year at the ball and he said loudly "Ok Teabag me" and I fell to my knees with laughter. I tried to explain what he had just implied but the company did not fit the explanation. So the next morning when we took a lovely dawn walk on the beach alone I explained what tea bagging was. (Its a urban dictionary type term for a sex act, look it up if you are still in the dark.) He was both amused and mortified that I chose such a beautiful pristine location to soil with the explanation.

Oz man

Went out with some friends last night, went out for lunch but lunch blurred on till the evening.

Watched the rugby in a pub, got chatting to random strangers there...as i do.

This guy was sitting at a table not far from us, I noticed him looking over my way a bit. I went over for a chat and found him open and friendly, but he was a tourist. Now short of changing this blogs content to AO lets just say its now a personal rule that I never "do" tourist. But I broke that rule last night.

He was in town for a work seminar, over from Oz for the weekend. We had some fun conversation and he asked about skiing tomorrow, I said I planned to and gave him my number -in case he wanted a ride up, I was not gonna do tourist so thought I was being friendly, he did seem like a nice guy.

He went to meet a few of his colleagues for dinner and said he would come back to watch another game with me. He came back but it was crowded where I was and he was with friends.

After the game finished I got a ride back home from my friend Allan and thought about going to bed, it was only 9pm but I'd been drinking since 1pm. It felt too early to call it a night.

Then he called me, was devastated I had gone home, his colleagues had moved on and he still wanted a night on the town. He offered to come and get me in a taxi. I said no,(I didn't want him to know where I lived) So I got my own taxi into town and he met me at the casino. I hung out with him while he played blackjack, he bought me drinks, we flirted, had a laugh with some of the others there etc. Then went back to his motel about midnight.... yeah I know I just broke my own rule.

Lets keep this G rated, yes there was sex, and lots of it, yes it got freaky, kinky, crazy and went for hours. At one stage he got his camera out cos he said this was way too good to forget... you know the sex is good when that happens. You get me turned on enough and I seem to lose all inhibitions and reserve. At about 3am and after a shower we both lay on the couch and chatted a bit, he got out his camera and we reviewed the pics, I made him delete all those with my face in them. Then, I made him delete my phone number from his phone.

It felt liberating, felt like I still had sexual attraction when mostly I just feel fat and plain. I felt like I used him but then I guess we used each other. It also felt a bit vengeful, a bit haha ex husband you will never get this again. (I've had a bad week ex husband wise.)

So it was a fun night and I cleared out a few cobwebs, its good to know I still have some skills.

Who Shot JR?

Who shot JR? I can't remember that now but I can remember everyone wondering, and the is a guy (JR) I have been chatting with who has me wondering, he just doesn't add up.

He says he works at a computer all day, but then types really slowly. It shows him typing for about 30 sec before "Hello" appears.

He is supposedly another military man, seems to know about things that are happening, like training at Tekapo, but then stuff like that made the local news. He just seems like a phoney... I'm so cynical... which guys did this to me?

He does seem sweet and nice, actually change that to tame. He wants to try video chat this afternoon. During regular chat I find myself easily distracted and quite happy to flip through other pages on the computer and get back to him to reply when i can be bothered. That says it all really, I guess I'm not so into him.

Have chatted with him online, he is clearly way more into me than I am him.. will continue to chat for a bit, but I'm not holding any hope.

Baggy

Good looking guy, a bit short and a bit out of my age preference but he looks a lot younger than his age, almost a bit too hot for me.

He is fit, tramps and skis. He drives a truck for a living. Has kids in their 20's who have left home. Is divorced.

We have chatted for a few months and still not met, maybe we have left it too long? But no he perseveres, and is coming to visit me next weekend.... I'm thinking eeekkk I need to go on a diet/what will I wear/I'd better clean my house. But then I think he needs to like me as I am and be happy with that. Now are those the words of a woman who is desperate or doubtful?

UPDATE

Well he postponed this weekend till next weekend. I have a friend coming to town next weekend and will be wanting to do stuff with her and the kids. Will be interesting, I might be able to get in a date though.

UPDATE 2, next weekend has now turned into September, he can't make it this weekend, next weekend I'm at a ball in another town and the weekend after that I have my kids all weekend... so September its gonna have to be.

Its not going to be September, he is taking a job offer in another town and moving there asap. He sent me what was effectively a break up email, saying sorry he had to choose the job over me right now. I reminded him we had not even met yet, that I was not expecting him to consider me at all with the job as we had not even met. I am ok with him making that decision. he seemed a sweetie but you just can't tell online.

Fireman Sam

Ok so a basic "Hi how are you" for a message... I wasn't even going to bother to reply. But then I checked his profile, hmmm why hasn't he come up in my matches before? He fits all my criteria.

So we chatted a bit, and he asked for my phone number and asked me out for dinner tomorrow. I declined dinner but have accepted a drink.

He has been a fire fighter for 15 years, he looked familiar, that could have been where I've seen him, I was a volly fire fighter for 8.5 years in a brigade that occasionally worked alongside his. Thats a plus in my book, I like the idea of someone who does stuff for other people. We have exchanged a few pics, he said he likes my smile, nice, he never mentioned boobs! Nice to chat with a guy without a one track mind.

Will let you know how things go after our meet tomorrow.

Ok, so Fireman Sam, not in my league - or should I say I'm way out of his! His pics are clearly old, he has gained a fair amount of weight. We know a few people in common, but chat consisted of mostly Fire Brigade chat, chat about the town I used to live in, he spent a while trying to work out if he knew my brother in Highschool.

When I send pics to people I try to make sure they are recent, I wish others would do the same.

Indian Steve

So far just chatting online..
He sent an email that stood out, It didn't have Hi in the title and he asked a question which opened things up for me to reply.
We exchanged a few emails, he asked fun questions, "Do I like white roses?" "Can I bake a mean carrot cake?"
When I look at his profile I'm everything he wants except for being slender or athletic/toned which every guy wants until he spends the night with her in a van when he realizes a bit of padding is not such a bad thing.He ticks most of my boxes too.
He lives a bit far away, but its nothing that can't be overcome.
He sent me a pic of his dog- a similar dog to the one I had.
I feel cynical though, so many frogs its hard to find the prince among them... I know he is out there - I've just not met him yet.

Update.

So we got chatting online the other night and decided to exchange some more pics... I sent some hot sexy, happy and adventurous looking pics... he then said he had none. I sent him a somewhat risque pic of me in a hot tub in exchange for him sending me one of him with his shirt off. he is a builder and in his pics he looked fairly fit... well I'm now guessing they were fairly old pics cos the one he sent me... well its not pretty, pale pasty moobs (Man boobs) dominate the pic, he has about 3 double chins (Does that make it a triple chin?) and he is almost scowling in a constipated manner at the camera... I said dude you should be smiling, he said its late and I'm tired, i said you are talking to me - YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY BOUT THAT!

The chat is fine and fun but he looks way older and way bigger than "average" as stated in his profile. I'm now looking back at the pics I first saw and thinking they are on weird angles, does that just make him look average? I'm also looking at his hairline and while he is nowhere near bald his forehead is a lot larger in the pic he sent me just taken... another frog I'm guessing but... I may try online chatting with web cam to see, maybe he just isn't photogenic.

UPDATE 2, have had a chat online, he really does look older for his age, but he was nice to chat with, he is much better looking animated than in a photo. One of his friends was there, they were both new to Skype and I was tempted to do my welcome to web cam chat trick... where I arrange the web cam to head and shoulders and then take my top off... usually driving them insane, making them stand up and move their web cam/computer around trying to find an angle with more advantage. But I restrained myself.

UPDATE 3 So spent about 1.5 hours chatting to him from 11.30pm when I got home from my night on the town. Never short of anything to chat about. He tells me about the house he is renovating, about the kitchen he ordered for it. Trying to seduce me with his smooth granite counter tops... its kind of working. I know I'm not the kind of girl to fall for someone for their asset list, but its nice to know that by his age he has some, he is 8 years older than me. He called me "just a child really" which bemused me, he thinks I'm so young, does that mean he wants to be my sugar daddy? He has such lovely dogs too, I met them online - strangely they showed no interest in me whatsoever.

He keeps asking why I am still single, seems to think I should have been snapped up ages ago. He told me I was a stunner, I find compliments like that hard to take, its just too much so I know its not true. I replied that all the girls in his town must be bush pigs.

No set day/time to chat again but I know I want to soon.

Update 4

More chat, he keeps calling me gorgeous... makes me a bit uncomfortable... but I'm really starting to like him. Found out a lot about him, he was a fire fighter for a few years in Melbourne, rural fire like me. He does volunteer work for Red Cross... now I really like that. He seems really busy, he is working on his own house right, asked my advice about colours, it feels wrong offering that advice as I know I'm not likely to be the one enjoying them. he is coming down my way soon, to pick up a truck, a water tanker, one that I used to drive (well the same type) when I was in the fire brigade. He said he would visit me then. He lives such a long way away I really can't see myself relocating that far and he has so many business and interests where he is... but I don't want to say its impossible. But leaving the chat with him I have a smile on my face.

Richard 1st

My most recent date - an internet chat and decide to meet for coffee....

Ok so it took about 30 text messages to decide on a date, place and time. Then the dude, Richard, is all like "wait outside for me, we can meet than go in together" I said screw that dude its freezing outside. I was about 3 mins late when i got a text message asking where I was.

I replied "opening the door" and by the time it sent I was ... I liked the way that happened.

So I asked what he wanted to drink, he was sitting there without a drink. Speights he replied and I knew the date was doomed, it was 6pm.

I honestly tried to fancy him, I sat there and imagined him touching me, kissing me, I nearly laughed, his top lip was really thin and rubbery looking, would have been like a goat nibbling. The conversation was controlled by me, the whole date was controlled by me. Richard was a military man but obviously more used to receiving orders than giving them. I found him pleasant enough company, maybe because I like to talk about myself. But I just didn't fancy him.

Then he asked if we should go back to my place... I pretended to have no idea at what he was suggesting.. I laughed inside at the idea I have never done that before.

I told him the truth, he was nice enough but lacked immediate spark and if he wanted to get to know me I would probably meet him again on a friend basis.

I then told him I'm bring pizza home to my family and its time for me to go.

He followed me to hang out while we got pizza.

He sent me a text about 11pm asking if I slept naked.

I replied I wore a long flannelette nighty and bed sock to bed and why did he want to know?

He replied he was touching himself and thinking of me. I stopped replying.

He sent text after text... too explicit to post here.

His last one came at 3am... he was unable to sleep... thinking of me.

Soooooo obviously I fucked with his head... I should find a better use for my powers but hey this is fun.

So, he has texted me a few times asking if I want to meet again. I ignored him. Then I got a message on the internet dating site and I decided to take a leaf out of my own book and replied honestly to him...

"To be brutally honest No, I find you a bit too sleezy, you crossed the line from flirty to sleeze and it grossed me out. No point playing games but it just didn't work for me.

Sorry."

Hopefully that is the end of this episode. Here's hoping I haven't tripped the psycho switch.

Frogs in my life.

There have been several frogs I've kissed that have become friends, I'm just gonna let you know a bit of the background history of a few of them.

John, I met him before I left my husband, I already knew I was going to leave, and I was feeling the sweet taste of freedom. I met him on one of the days which sealed the demise of my marriage. I'd been having heart palpitations, its a condition I lived with and sometimes it got out of hand, but I'd spent the morning in hospital and a friend had picked me up, waited till the ex could take the kids then took me out and treated me to a night on the town- Stunned at the fact my husband couldn't care less.

I was wearing sexy knickers, I was feeling good, free, we giggled and laughed and bumped into a friend of my husbands who I knew liked me. I find him repulsive physically but a nice guy. I told him about an online survey, how much would you give up your knickers for if a guy offered to pay for them. (Apparently some guys like the smell of a women's knickers enough to pay for them) My husbands friend made a sad offer, $5, a friend of his made a better offer but not really, $10, two guys walked into the bar, John and his friend, they said hi to my husbands friend and I figured they knew each other, I asked John and his friend how much for a women's knickers. John asked to see them so I downed my trou enough for him to get a decent glimpse, John said $100 on the spot. the guy knows how to play women.

We had a flirt going from then on, he dated a friend of mine for a bit and I met him in the park once for kissing lessons, he is a damn good kisser.

We finally went to bed about 6 weeks of knowing each other, not a good idea, we were best of friends not lovers, that part of our relationship never lasted but the friendship has.

Next frog friend is MrH. I met him via an internet dating site, his restraint and intelligence impressed me online. We met in a bar, I had a time limit on the time we had to meet as I had put a chicken in the oven and had to be home by the time it was cooked. I hadn't meant to do that but circumstances overwhelmed me. I wasn't attracted to him physically at first but by the end of our time chatting I really was. He has an X factor you either love or hate. We were lovers for a while but as I wasn't ready for a relationship and even if I were we were not suitable so lovers was all we could offer each other. After six months of fun we parted as lovers but continued our friendship.

Allan, is a frog I've never kissed but a best friend. I met him via another friend and we have been best friends since then, he is the most wonderful fun and real man. If he were 15 years younger I'd be keen on him but as it is he is more like a fun father figure than a kissable frog.He has kids the same age as me as well as kids the same age as mine.

Olly, the frog I have a stupid highschool girl crush on. Not sure why. I chatted with him online for months and never met him. He is Mini crazy and I introduced him to MrH online without either of us meeting him, MrH is mini crazy too. When I finally did meet olly, he gave me a hug and I felt such a physical attraction i lost the ability to reason and speak, suddenly all word coming from my mouth stopped making sense. there was a huge problem...he had a girlfriend, albeit one who lived in another town, but still I tried to bide my time, long distance relationships often fail. It seems his did. I told him I had a stupid highschool girl crush on him and... he didn't feel the same. Sadly that doesn't make the crush go away.

Thats the major figures in my pond, its not looking good really is it?

I'll detail some of the others who have hopped out of my pond soon.

Tadpoles and frogs

There are a few in the pond, its just not always that easy distinguishing between potential frogs and committed tadpoles.

Potential frogs, you know will become frogs one day, whether they are frogs you want to kiss in the hope of finding a charmed prince, debatable but there is a chance they could grow to be the lucky frog or just a regular frog in the pond.

Committed tadpoles, they are there, they look like they could grow into frogs but its all just a guise, they lack the skills needed to become frogs.

I'm giving it a go, its kind of like a sport right now, I guess there may come a time where i'll want to hunt to eat but right now its catch and release... maybe thats due to the fact I haven't found anything I want to keep.