It has been an odd week.

There is definitely something romantic about having a secret admirer. And, when you leave your mind to wander, it can be a little creapy.

So, I told you about the flowers left at my door, but that was only the beginning. I know that I just posted that part a few minutes ago (I'm an idiot and thought I posted it last Tuesday), but there has been more. So, apprently if you know someone's cell phone carrier, you can go to that website and send anonymous texts without so much as a signature.

I get a few text messages, completely harmless stuff. I finish some classwork on my computer, and go meet a couple of friends for coffee at Barnes & Noble. When I get home, there is a dead squirrel and feces all over my front door! Just kidding, but there are a bunch of rose petals around the front door, with a single red rose in a vase. The note on the rose simply said "Thinking of You".

Now, it's Thursday morning. I have gotten in the habit of getting up before 5 every morning. If I don't I feel like most of my day is wasted, and it's one of the best times to go and work out. Well, Thursday morning, I was wide awake at 3:50. (Might have something to do with me passing out on my kitchen floor after drinking myself in to a stupor. Or, I might have just fell asleep on the couch at 8). I get up, throw on my sweats, my sports bra and a hoody and decide I will ride my bike down to the gym. (It's only 3 or 4 miles).

This is just a side note: For me, the best part of working out at a gym is the shower afterwards. It's going to sound a little perverted and odd, but it really gets me going for the day. Being naked in a public place, showering next to other women showering, getting all soapy and clean, getting ready for the day...........Anyways, I digress.

I get back home, and I am in a SUPER good mood. The pills are working, I had a great workout, and I wanna do something fun today. I get back home, and there is a Teddy Bear at my front door with another red rose. The note said "I hope I am keeping you curious. I will reveal myself to you on Saturday."
Well, yeah, I am curious, and a little creeped out. Was someone watching the house for me to leave? Or did they drop it off on their way to work? Anyone who knows me, also knows that I get up really early. Did they knock on the door when they dropped it off? I thought about asking my neighbor, but she is a shut-in who watches soap-operas all day. The world could fall away around the apartment complex, and I don't think she would know.

I don't let my mind wander too far, I don't want to spoil my good mood. However, I do notice something about the day............I'm not horny. A lot of times I will take care of business when I get home after working out because it has made me horny. Not this morning, I am happy, but have no desire to do my normal routine. I get on the internet, and wouldn't you know it.........yeah, decreased libido. I can't have that. I like my routine, I like being a sexual person, I like thinking about sex. I will talk to my doctor on Monday because I know she is on vacation. Until then, no more pills.

I go and take another shower because I forgot to take shampoo and conditioner with me to the gym, and when I get out of the shower, there is another anonymous text on my phone. It said "I hope you enjoyed your workout! Still thinking about you and I can't wait to reveal myself to you." Now I am really creeped out!

But as I stop and think about it more, everyone knows that I work out nearly every morning. So maybe this "someone" actually isn't stalking me, and just knows me.

I am laying on my bed, still naked, thinking about what I am going to do today, when there is a knock on the door. Instead of hunting for my robe, and going through all those motions, I run over to the window to see if I can catch a glimpse of whoever is leaving me stuff. I look right, I look left, I look down, then repeat. Nothing. I am so engrossed in trying to see this person, when there is a knock on the door again, I am so startled, I hit my head on the window. LOL.

Forgetting I am naked still, I open the door to the end of the chain, and look out. It is Michelle (Not massage therapist Michelle, but Las Vegas friend Michelle). I tell her just a second, closed the door and took off the chain. First thing she said to me was "I can see you knew I was coming huh?" Yep, still naked. I apologize, and run in to my room and throw on some shorts and a tank.

I tell Michelle about all this weird shit happening, and she just kind of nods, and doesn't say a whole bunch. Then it hit me, she knows who it is. I grill her about it for a couple of minutes before she finally admits she has an idea on who it is, but isn't going to say shit.

Michelle and I spend the day hanging out, (She had the next 4 days off because they were replacing the servers where she worked), and end up at another friends house drinking wine coolers in her backyard until the sun went down. We leave this friends house, and I realize that I don't want to spend the night alone. (Not that way!), and ask her if she wants to get some movies and junk food and stay over at my place for the night. She agrees and we find one of those RedBox things at a store and get way more movies than we will watch in a night. We ended up falling asleep on the couch together some time before midnight.

I wake up at six, sore as hell from sleeping on the couch, and then wake Michelle up to tell her I am going to work out, and if she wants to sleep in my bed, she is more than welcome. I drive down to the club, and it is extremely busy. (Friday's always are.) I only do a short workout because I am tired of waiting for machines, don't shower, and drive back home.

There was nothing waiting at the door when I got home, which was kind of a relief. Michelle is showering when I walk in. I really had to pee, so just walked in. I excused myself from barging in on her, and she said it was no big deal. We visited while I went pee, and then I asked her if she was hungry, or wanted some coffee.

I was in the kitchen when she came out only in a towel. She asked if I had any baby oil and I told her where it was. I didn't take my pill yesterday or this morning, and was already feeling a difference with my libido because the sight of her wet body under that towel was enough to get the juices flowing. I had seen her naked before, and had even "done things" with her in Vegas. But this was different, or so it seemed. I certainly wasn't going to try and take it to another step with her, but it was comforting to know that I was feeling horny again.

When the coffee was done, I went in to ask her what she wanted in it. And wouldn't you know it, she was standing in the bathroom, stark ass naked, rubbing baby oil all over her body. Holy shit! Now that was quite the sight, let me tell you. It took everything I could muster to not ask her if she needed help. Well, I didn't have to. She asked me if I would rub some of the oil on her wet back.

God, let me tell you how difficult that was. I was doing my best to rub the oil in a "non-sexual" fashion, and was just looking at it as a job. That wasn't easy. I was trying to do my best not to stare at her breasts in the mirror as I was doing this, and then in a movie moment, our eyes met. Then she dropped the bombshell.

"So, I was going to wait.........but what would you say if I told you that I was your secret admirer?"
"Really? Or are you just fuckin with me?"
"I was going to wait until tomorrow, but I can't. I have to know what you think?"
"So it really is you?"
"Yeah, ever since Vegas, I can't stop thinking about you. I mean, is that okay? I didn't really know how to go about this, but I didn't wanna just come right out and say it. I wanted it to be kind of romantic."
"Wow, I would have never guessed. It's cool. I just would have never guessed."
"But what do you think? Do you like me like that too?"
"I mean, yeah.........." Honestly, besides Vegas, I never thought of her that way, and told her so. "But, I think it's awesome. Are you, like, a lesbian now?"
She was quiet for a second. "I don't know. I just know that I can't stop thinking about you, and I want to see if we can take it somewhere else."
Instead of answering her, I turned her around and kissed her. We kissed for a few glorious moments when she asked "What are you doing Saturday?"
I told her that I didn't have any real plans other than meeting my secret admirer. We both laughed.
"Do you want to go to Jackson Hole?"

I may have gone in to a little bit during my Vegas story, but maybe not. Michelle is 24, and comes from a uber-wealthy family. Michelle's dad came from a wealthy family, and even though no one really knows it, is one of the wealthiest people in town. Michelle's mom lives in San Diego, and is of all things, are cardiac surgeon. To hear Michelle tell it, she is a bitch that likes to shower her kids with gifts instead of love. Anyways, Michelle is a trust-fund kid who has more money than anyone her age should have. When she turned 18, she got 25% of a million dollar trust her grandparents set up. She will get another 25% when she goes to buy her first house, and the remainder when she gets married, or turns 30. So, yeah. I think you get it. Oh, and I didn't mention that this money has been collecting interest since she was given the trust at 18?

Back to the story. She tells me that although it wasn't planned for Saturday, she did want to take me to Jackson after she told me, and assuming I was cool with it. Mind you, she is still standing naked in front of me, her body only inches from mine...........I had gotten my horniness back, and it was flaring up like a gasoline fire. I so bad wanted to have my way with her, but she had other ideas. She tells me that she wants to do this right, and wants to see if we can have a relationship, if I was cool with that idea. I told her I was. She gently excuses herself, and goes to my room to get dressed.

We hung out all day yesterday. We went to Barnes & Noble and had coffee and talked until ten or so. Then we decided to go buy some bread and go down to the river and feed the ducks and geese. When we ran out of bread, we took a nice walk, just getting to know each other better. I opened up to her more than I had to anyone since my shrink, and I learned a great deal about her too. Just before the lunch crowd came streaming in, we walked in to a sushi restaurant right along the greenbelt to eat a light lunch.

After lunch, we drove over to her house because she had to go around and pay some bills. We just talked and talked, it was great. It was after two when we decided to go see a movie, but when we got there, there wasn't really anything either of us wanted to see. At one point, it was almost starting to feel forced, but it was just new, and I was really digging it.

When the movie thing didn't work, we just went for a drive. I don't even know where we went, but we drove around for the better part of two hours. Just talking and flirting and having a really good time. She had to go over to her dad's house for dinner, so she dropped me off at my place around 4:30. We made plans for her to pick me up at about noon today, so I better pack some shit and get my ass ready!

WOW!