Pioneers Of Online Dating

With the boom of online dating in the 90s I didn’t stay aside of the picture. I had to find a virtual boyfriend, date him, fall in love with him and marry him. Anyway, it wasn’t that hard. I posted my picture and wrote some basics about me and started receiving letters from members of the opposite sex. One of the two keys to get a lot of responses as I learned was to take a good picture with a smiling face and write good and positive things about yourself. I just couldn’t remember any negative things about myself. At least at that moment. Who cares, good impression was my priority. Anyway, I met a very sweet guy from Turkey, who originally was from Kazakhstan

He was doing his Masters there and was missing his home, friends and needed a nice girl like me to talk to on a lonely evening. We exchanged letters almost every day, chatted on weekends and he used to call me every two weeks. After six months we knew each other better than my friends I have spent years with. He wrote about his love in a poem I still keep in my mind. Sweet seventeen…

A year passes by and he visits me in my country during his summer vacation. It was my most romantic date I ever had. Until now. Are all women like this or only me? I say that one day I’ll be eighty something and sitting on my terrace and watching the sunset and remembering my most romantic date I have ever had.

My city. I didn’t recognize it, I just couldn’t. I was flying on the same streets I used to take a walk on. I couldn’t consume any food, I had to chew it and I didn’t have time for that. I was just sipping juice. And love. Those two things kept me on my feet or wings. The rose he gave me was the most tender thing my lips ever touched. Oh, about lips. The kiss he gave me made me lose my consciousness and the law of gravity wasn’t working on me. There is at least one man in each woman’s life that she regrets letting go of. He is the one in mine. When it was just too much of happiness I just couldn’t take it and maybe will think about it sitting on my terrace years later.

Hidden Skeletons On The Skeletons

Dating a police officer is not an easy thing I would say. First of all his day starts at 4 o’clock in the morning, while I go to bed an hour later. I cried on our first date. Why? Because he took me to the movie about firefighters who died on 9/11 in New York. It was a great movie, but not on a first date.

Couple weeks later I took him to Bodies Exhibition. I was studying human anatomy at that time so wanted to combine pleasure and use. So I had my revenge. Can’t say that our dates were full of romance and love flying in the air. The other way round, they seemed dry and dull. I wasn’t expecting the greatest entertainment in the world from him, maybe some cop jokes.
I remember one of them. Radio station. Dj is talking: “Now we are starting our evening show and the first song “Come together” is devoted to our dear police officers, which in their language means “jump in the back seat of my car, usually handcuffed.”

One day I was so proud and happy I was dating a police officer when we stopped by Blockbuster to rent a movie for the evening and a huge truck blocked the way to enter or exit the parking lot. So my boyfriend comes out from his car and gives him a ticket. I didn’t know they can give tickets when they are on a date and not on duty. The truck driver was very angry but I hope he understood that road is not only his and even if there are no police cars around, one of the guys with a cute girl might be an officer on a date.

It didn’t last long, however he was pretty open minded in changing him, he even sat with me on the floor to eat in one of the fancy Japanese restaurants. Our first shopping trip together was one of the last issues I couldn’t take. I picked a shirt for him and he went to try it. It was so good on him, on his fit, muscular body. I almost fainted when he turned around to show how it was from the back. It was a very light linen shirt, so I saw a huge tattoo on his back. His both shoulders and up to lower back. No, I haven’t seen him naked until that day. I was disgusted and couldn’t talk to him anymore.