18. Talk about the pink haired girl (tassy)
I actually ?met? Tassy online many months ago as she was an online friend of an online friend.
Her screen name was ?Pink Piggies.?
It wasn?t until months later that I realized the ?pink? referred to her pigtails. She had pink hair.
A super sexy, hyper-sexed, exhibitionist internet geek with pink hair.
My friend referred to her as the female version of me.
I assumed he meant looks-wise, but my interest was piqued (how?s that for narcissistic!?) and we started to correspond.
Our chatting increased leading up to our meeting. We got to know each other a little more. Flirted and shared kinks. ?I would love to film us having sex.? ?Me, too.?
So I met her at the airport with my camcorder and filmed our entire first night together.
I waited at the gate with a pink sign. It didn?t say anything, it was just a pink piece of paper with no writing. But my cleverness was soon forgotten when we saw each other.
Instant attraction. Instant connection.
We were both nervous?but it felt good.
I put a collar on her as we waited in baggage claim.
What happened next was much more than I was expecting.
I can tell the exact point when I knew I was in over my head. It was midnight. We had just had AMAZING sex and shared a leftover pancake in bed. I went in the other room and grabbed a movie to watch as we took a sex break.
When I returned, she said, ?Can watch some of The Big Lebowski??
Of course, I was already holding The Big Lebowsky in my hand.
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After our crazy sex weekend, she went back to Oakland. We both ached so she returned 2 weeks later for another weekend that turned into 10 days.
The attraction was too strong to deal with on a long distance basis?so I asked her to move in with me. She moved in on December 26th 2004.
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For Xmas I gave her a romantic porno DVD I made out of the footage from our first weekend together. She loved it. I was in love.
