LadyLupineNYC
Posts: 618
Joined: 12/14/2006 From: NYC Status: offline
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I love this topic! Short version: So, early July 2006 I was emailed by a sub stationed in Iraq on my ‘Mistress’ myspace page (being just about the only way someone in Iraq could view anything remotely kinky due to content blockers the military uses ). Few emails later, and several long im convos, I was calling him ‘slave pouge’ (this is insulting to a solider, especially one in a combat unit). Very shortly afterwards we started talking on the phone- I can still hear his nervous Midwestern accent on my voice mail that 1st missed call, precious! . By the end of the 1st month, he had found out my favorite flower (sterling roses) and sent me this massive 2 doz arrangement, with gourmet chocolate…alas, as well as things were going, by early September, he back away, severely. From his POV, we would never be able to meet, the difficulties talking were just too great (time zone issues, stress from being stationed in the Sunni Triangle & losing guys every few day, the 2 miles he would walk just to call me on a super crappy payphone that often hung up on him after les than 30 seconds over and over and over, etc). As he put it, at the end of the day, he was still in the same damn porta potties jacking off…it was just too much…I offered to be there whenever he needed me, I fretted over his safely, and, by January, figured I would never hear from him again. I won’t lie, it broke my heart… Fast forward, June 2007, sign on to CM and my eye glances down the list of ppl just signed on and I see ‘sfdrew’. My heart stopped. I clicked the profile. It was him. He had signed up two days before and his photo had JUST been approved. He was now back home (in Kansas) and reading his original profile text, I was struck by how some of the qualities he listed as what he was looking for sounded an awful lot like me (a fact he later confirmed). I figured, well…might as well and wrote simply ‘Hello’. I noted that he had read it and for 10 mins, no response and I had come to the conclusion that he really didn’t want to talk to me again. I was wrong; he was even more shocked than I and was just sitting there staring at the screen. In three weeks, he was in NYC for a whirlwind weekend and we have been nonstop since. Now my sweet little ‘slave takara’, he is planning on moving to NYC this spring (as mentioned in the ‘ask a slave’ forum under ‘Willing to relocate’)… So, there you myspace and CM CAN work!
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