No ad-libbing or exaggeration? Accurate and spot on memory? You're so cute.

It does seem as if it was lifetimes ago that I lived in Alabama and was married. Yes. I said married. I know, you need another moment, right?

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LOL....I will never forget our first telephone conversation. You totally acted like a little school girl, giggling. I believe my response to you was, of course I have an accent, I am from the South! We certainly had a connection the moment we "met." (You should know to never under estimate the power of a Southern Girl's charm.)

Ahhhh, the online community was a life changing occurrence in my life. A group of about 10 of us got together to put faces with names. Linds was supposed to fly into Birmingham and travel by car with me to meet the rest of the ladies. Turns out, the weather didn't cooperate and she got to our destination before I did. So, I pulled up in my car, then got out and observed the scenery. I wanted to check out this "Token Straight Girl", TSG, if you will. My first thoughts: she's cute, and so gay. (TSG, my ass!)

Getting to know her was a blast. We became fast friends, best friends, talking on the phone daily and laughing until we cried! (Lindsay, my dear, I hate to spoil your fantasy, but I wouldn't say I had the "hots" for you from the beginning......ok, so I had a crush, just a small one though.) After all, she was straight, right? =o) Boy was she a flirt, a SERIOUS flirt. Nothing like being a lesbian and having one of your "straight" friends flirt with you like this. We were sharing a hotel room with a couple other friends. Lindsay and I were sharing a bed and Lindsay decides to roll over on me! Grinning the whole time. Not once. Not twice. THREE TIMES!! Oh, and how many lesbians have their "straight" friends ask..."do you think I would be a good kisser?" Yes, I squirmed. I almost came out of my skin. Squirm, squirm, squirm!

I will never forget the moment we realized we were more than friends. *sigh* That moment changed my life forever. I never thought my flight from Birmingham would land that day. Our six hour first date was by far more earth shattering than any date I have ever been on. *grin* And for me, that date was also the first time we really met.

L8R.
Manda

People often ask how Manda and I met. Well. It was over 4 years ago. And since I never exaggerate, my memory will be spot on. Accurate as can be. No ad-libbing here.

Many lifetimes ago, Manda lived in Alabama and I dated men. Strange I know. I'm practically the poster child for lesbian stereotypes. I'll give you a moment to recover from your shock.

a moment.

I met Manda for the first time twice. Once on the phone. Once in person. We both belonged to the same online community. Yes. Online. If you think that is bad, get this. It was a Lifetime TV message board. Horrible I know. Apparently, I was lacking some "wife beating, I have a stalker, ride off into the sunset" drama in my life. I now take a vitamin for this previous deficiency.

The first time I heard her voice on the phone, my stomach did a flip. Hook. Line. Sinker. She sounded cute. Really cute. My first words to her were smooth. Really smooth. "*giggle* you have an accent". Its a wonder she didn't hang up on me. She started something though. Cute girls with southern accents continue to be a weakness. *sigh*

A group from our online community decided to meet in person... Is this a good time to mention they were all lesbians? They liked women. They slept with women. They were gay. I, however, was one of those "straight" people everyone knew was gay. Everyone except me. I mean I knew, but didn't know. Confused? Good. I was too.

Our first face-to-face moments were not nearly as earth shattering as our first phone conversation. I simply watched her get out of her car. Dramatic? I think not. My thoughts were purely observational. She's short. She's cute. The other women may have gasped. Or drooled. Not me.

We hit it off as friends. We talked almost everyday. I personally think she had the hots for me from the start. Looking at me all "sappy eyed". Secretly undressing me with her eyes. And to make things more interesting, I was a flirt. I loved watching her squirm. And boy did she squirm. While we shared a bed one night, I may or may not have rolled on top of her. More than once. Squirm. I may or may not have asked her if she thought I'd be a good kisser. Squirm. Squirm.

Flash forward 5 months or so. I am out. I am proud. I pick Manda up from the airport. She flew in from Birmingham for our first official date. She could only stay for six hours. We made the best out of our time. *smile* I like to think of this trip as the first time we really met.

I wonder how different her version of the story will be?

Peace Out.

First Glance.

Fancy meeting you here.