At the end of June, I met an amazing woman. Some would call her a "girl" because is just turned 19. Her dad is the VP of an auto auction company, and since I met her at the show in June, I have had the pleasure of getting to know her a bit better the 4 times we have been at the same shows since.
Her name is Randi and in every sense of the word, is "Model Gorgeous". The first time we met, it was only in passing, and my first impression of her was the one you might expect. She was nothing like I pictured her being. When we met again a couple of hours later, it was her that approached me, re-introducing herself, and apologizing for being distracted when we met before. And it was her that actually told me how gorgeous I was. I know I am "better than average", but being as modest as I am, thanked her, and returned the compliment.
Over the next 2 hours, we talked about everything from cars, to politics, to football (Her dad is an alum for Alabama, so you can imagine how that conversation went. LOL). I ran in to her the next morning again, and when I had everything taken care of for the day, we hung out until I had to take some people to dinner. We exchanged phone numbers, emails, etc. and she flew out the next morning.
It was 2 weeks later when I ran in to her again. You would have thought we were long-lost lifelong friends when I ran in to her. She gave me a big hug, apologized for never calling or texting or anything, and I apologized for the same. For the next 4 days, we hung out a ton, and I was really starting to feel like I had found a lifelong friend. Talking about sex never came up until we met up at the next show.
We went out to dinner together, and while sitting on the beach watching the waves roll in, the topic of sex came up. She told me her sex background, I told her mine. Never once did I mention that I was a lesbian, I didn't want that to be brought up. That was until she asked me if I had ever been with a girl. Before I could answer, she told me of her exploits with High School friends, party friends, and random girls. That was when I told her what I was. She wasn't bothered by it at all, and I was happy about that.
After we walked back to the hotel, she kissed me goodnight. It was all very innocent, but it piqued my curiousity. We met again the first week in August, and each time we left each other, I got another hug and innocent kiss. We were now texting and calling each other regularly, and skypeing almost every night.
I got here last night and so did she. She met me in my hotel room where we were gonna hang out, watch movies and get pizza. Only this time, she kissed me when she saw me. I don't know if it was intentional, or just an accident, but the kiss lingered for longer than it normally does. When she pulled back, our eyes met and we held that gaze for a few seconds. She then kissed me again, and this time we involved our tongues.
The rest of the night, we got to know each other more intimately that you can even imagine. I have never felt such a longing to be even closer, kiss even longer, hug even tighter than I did last night. And I know the feeling was felt by her, because at one point in the night, as we lay holding each other, she whispered to me "I think we have something here.......I think I may be falling in love with you." My heart swam with excitement and I told her that I felt it too, and that I was thinking that I loved her too. We made passionate love until the wee hours of the morning, whispering our love for each other over and over again.
We showered together this morning, and when I had to leave, my heart sank. I wanted to spend all day with her, be with her, next to her...........I love her. But work calls for both of us. We are meeting together tonight. I can't wait to see her again.
