I'm with you...100% but there's an even worse cyber f**ktard roaming out there-the kind that is an even greater time waster-the kind that approaches you-which means they must have read your profile. So you think what the hell I’ll send a 5day old photo of me with severe sleep deprivation-and if he’s coming back for more-well I can likely work with blindness it’s better than boredom and more likely he’ll have more character than some whiny loser with no real issues that likes to piss and moan over everything and project their insecurities onto you.  And yet upon its receipt-there is more pursuit-and they send a photo.  You think well he wouldn’t necessarily frighten the villagers in a small town in Eastern Europe to gather torches and pitchforks. (well not at this stage as I hadn’t got to know him).

So you think ok I'll meet this person as they seem like the kind you would allow to approach you in the real world (ie in his approach it was not “Greetings random rhp female I'm going to bone you six ways to Sunday while wearing a gasmask, clingfilm and playing Wagner”-it was “Hi hope ur having a nice day!”).

So trainer1984 –(I’ve read your profile and yes done the training list-but you’re missing a few and I’m over being the teacher as well) plus I'm definitely with you regarding this what’s the point of one million emails/phone calls before you meet in the real world via bulletproof glass and a chaperone –to find you are never going to want to meet naked.  For me-it’s either going to happen or it isn’t within seconds and when you've met the best lover you’ve ever had on the whim of going home with him and his best friend for one crazy night and then staying amused/tortured for 2 years -this dicking around (sorry for the pun) online really isn’t for me, I’m online as it saves having to deal with unnecessary f***tards in person-which is what I thought most people went online to do anything (well I do) not to live there but to streamline your life. 

Anyways-so you go-to his house-because f*** I need an adventure after these last 18 months of trench warfare I’ve survived and you think I'd rather die in this misguided pursuit of happiness than die of freaking boredom that seems to now surround me on a daily basis-but because “mr secretive and yey twisted like me (or so I thought)” is last minute in his plans to get his place to himself- you have an ok time.  It’s a first meeting after all-no drink to calm the nerves and you can't really relax because whatever your concerns there’s also the added factors of you're not quite sure if he's the decoy for the bikie gang that’s going to come bursting in the room at any minute or his boyfriend/girlfriend is going to show up and you’re just the random prop in their s&m rape/kill scenario. 

So the deed is then done, well-I wanted to know if I still knew how to do it after keeping to myself for a time-apparently I do-and still quite well. 

I go with the policy any guy that’s truly got his shit together-doesn’t care where he’s met you or how long he’s known you if he can see who you are he wants you, he doesn’t get bogged down in petty details-least the kind of evolved creature I’m seeking for anything long-term-would be so-the past doesn’t/shouldn’t matter it’s present and the future. (Idealistic-much?)

So based on my performance I get rave reviews, I get told to call him, I get several messages before I even leave his street-while I’m telling my best friend on the other phone that’s called me to ensure I’m alive-it's ok call off the search party and my other friend the policeman-I have survived unscathed yet not unsullied.

You then follow up-as instructed (which you think is part of the role play you've discussed) later that evening and you're now made to feel a stalker for the count them 2 sms messages (you send in reply to his several msgs that afternoon and although your phone was jammed with the >30 you had received that day let alone that many again the day before and the day before that). 

The only reason you gave him attention is you thought to yourself:

1.well after so much attention it wouldn’t be polite to leave him hanging ;

2. he’s younger you don’t want to crush them (bless my DNA for my family’s lack of  royal lineage but great skin Liz II would die to have);

3. I can't be bothered sifting through the applicants again-and why should I have to learn a new name/address as he's healthy, fit, disease free and shown promise-he’s really, really strong-and is rough like there’s something to prove so it’s likely to be better next time when he relaxes;

4.and most importantly he tells you before you leave to call him. 

Frankly-I don’t care if English is your 15th language-this is conveying you are keen and totally unnecessary upon parting in any culture if she’s already taken her clothes off for you.

So despite his weirdness (always a by-product of intelligence) you call a few weeks later as you were instructed /encouraged.

You are then told when you call (based on all of this preamble and believing that you are still in the role-play).

Wait for it….that…. you're not their type?

The implied meaning is that somehow a lunatic f***tard (ie him-that I found out what the word was in his language and called him it) should be my type or only option.  Because he can kick a ball or whatever it is that he thinks that makes him special or superior to me or any female?  Does he not think I know that if he was all that why is he single and on a web site contacting me? Living where he does-you can go stand in the road throw a rock and get laid-I know I’ve done it. Well I didn’t even need a rock-I was at a bus stop and he was a pro-skater.  We had a bus stop thing for a while…well we’d keep meeting there.

Anyways this online experience has been educating and amusing it filled in a couple of weeks-as I needed something to do till TrueBlood was back on…and I was feeling nostalgic for the good old days that the show reminds me of-bizarre love triangles, six hour sex sessions, strange relationships and addictions-you know my life before the hellish 18 months of operations, medical incompetence causing more problems/infection, nearly dying, relationship breakdown etc.

Truthfully-I’ve transcended sex-I’m not even looking for love anymore-I have all of that I need but it would have been good to have someone that can hold the same space of consciousness and energy-I was fairly clear in my profile what I was like and if I had to put out to get that I would have….I enjoy making someone feel good…as most don’t have the capacity mentally keep up with the other stuff I like to do.

At worst, at least now I can say I have ticked off the talks like Count Dracula-as he ended up being more like freaking Renfield- unreliable-such a pity. Despite his bad behaviour-I haven’t told him  go and live in a mouldy cave in ******** where he is from but I guess it is “implied”.

Meanwhile-someone else has shown up in the real world without me doing anything other than being me, and he is beautiful, grown up and he’s not a cyber f***tard-and he doesn’t think I’m intense.  I’m not running down this online experience-I think it’s great if it works for you I know someone that married someone they met online-but it just doesn’t work for everyone-so don’t get discouraged-like the truth they are out there. Or maybe like this guy they’re just like Zapp Branigan off Futurama they have a sexy learning disability “sexlexia” so it makes them less functional to begin with in a cyber setting unless they get "help" or disclose their disability to their partner you don't find out till it's too late.

Can you believe anything anyone says online-or anywhere-really?

baby just cause you say THE END

doesnt mean thats it

i have nothing...but i wont let you have the last say either

you wanna throw that brick through my window little boy

go for it...bring it on

roxxy

...oh my oh my....

Earl, Mr Handle, Myname, Andreweagle, get your cute bums over here you got to watch the lovely Roxy in action and with Rob to back her up......

My heart is all a flutter...this should be good...I do love a good Roxy rant ...don't you?

Kisses

Focus

You've gone and done it now Trainer. Roxxy, go easy on the boy for

he knows not what he has done...'braces for impact'...lol

I'm all for a vigorious discussion, however when it comes down to name

calling and threats...then its no longer a discussion...its boardering on

harrassment. So please, lets keep Forum a safe place to play in.

very interesting reading there peoples and such nice words being used too,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, so good to see the harmony take hold of our days isnt it ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Um has someone done something to trainer he seems quiet ???? or is it his afternoon nap time poor child ,,,,,

isnt it up to every individual to deside what and how they spend their days ?? after all it is THEIR LIFE .

oops did i say all that was just thinking it

Andy

For a pain in the butt? Coccyx actually, but lets not get bogged down

in the details.

I dont bother with googling anymore, RHP ooze pondies are far more

informed....and fun.