Racquelle
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Joined: 4/21/2008 Status: offline
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About 15 years ago now, my friends introduced me to this funny looking guy in their driveway. He was playing guitar in the new band they were starting. A few months later he and I ended up sitting next to eachother at some kid's party we got invited to. We had a chance to really talk for the first time. He left there and told his best friend that I was his perfect woman, and that he wanted to end up with me. I joked with my then-husband/sub that if he and I ever broke-up, I would go for Frenchy. We had this unspoken connection for several years. When I was unencumbered by husband/sub #1, I told Frenchy we were going to go out, and the rest is history. Before he met me, he didn't really have much exposure to lifestyle BDSM. He's just this very agreeable, generous, kind natural submissive I met in a friend's driveway. I never collared him formally, and then after I moved away and came back, he was there at the foot of the airport escallator, and I knew he had to always be with me, so I dragged him to the courthouse a few months later. I made him wear a necktie the first time in his life. That's the only collar he needed. LOL
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