THE STORY OF CALIFORNIA

It was 2002 when I met California.  Dark Chocolate complexion, short and thick...and she had on these tight Jeans that she had..cut up.  Sooo...you could see thick thighs..but also...the chocolate....of the thighs.  It was a pretty nice sight.  We chatted.  Numbers exchanged.  Ok..yeah..she looked a bit young..and when I finally asked..and she told Me..she ended up being quite young.  But...the whole encounter didn't seem to be...."magical" soooo...I didn't take it that serious.  In fact, when I left her...I went to see a female friend of mine and we..."kicked it."

Welllll....the next day California calls.  We chat.  Its a cool convo.  But due to her age...I didn't want to get too...deep...too...nasty.  It was a nice..cool...lil convo. 

It seemed like we talked on the phone damn near every day.  Just..random shit.  Sometimes...nothing much was said.  We'd just..sit on the phone and...breathe. haha.

A few times I would go see her but I basically sat in My truck...and she would stand at the window.  We'd have a short conversation and then..I'm gone.  She always had this problem...looking Me in the eyes.  But..as soon as I got home...she'd call...and we'd have a long convo.  I guess...eye contact made her nervous.

Two years.  TWO...YEARS...of phone conversations and occasional short visits.  Then..one day..out the fuckin blue, California calls and wants Me to pick her up and she wants to come over.  I tell her I'm on the way...but...I don't move.  Don't know why..but I didn't even pick up my keys. I just continued doing whatever I was doing.  She calls again.  We talk.  She again says she wants to come over.  I go.  She comes over.  And...well....things...got......interesting.

Since we never really talked about sex in two years of conversation....it was kinda strange how we just.....connected in that area.

Next thing ya know...she was coming over...damn near every day.  Feelings went from...just phone friends...to something...deeper.

Then one day.....California....ran.  Like...Nike shoes type...ran. 

It kinda hurt Me...and I was confused.  Cause.....I thought...we had a..."thing" goin on.

We had had a convo one day and she told Me I was never gonna go anywhere.  So..it was a trip to Me that she...went somewhere.

So...life goes on.  We talk.  We don't talk.  Its like..off..on..off..on.  Everytime her feelings got deep...California hit that racetrack...and....zoooooom.  Gone.

So....Nov 2004 I leave California.  I go on an adventure that finally lands Me in Georgia.  I keep in contact with California.  She expresses that she's hurt..that I left her.  That I left.....California and I'm not coming back.

We talk.  We don't talk.  I have My relationships....she has Hers.  But...we always...keep in touch.  We always....keep the connection.  And..the conversations...are still..the same.  Basic convo...nothing sexual...just...basic shit about life..and...shit.

And things...are still the same.  We can be cool for a good minute..but once her feelings get strong for Me....California...will run.

Dysfunctional?  Maybe.
Stran-je?  Hells yeah.

But I love the Girl.  Its not a sex....oh the pussy is good kinda Love.  Its not the....I want to Marry Her for life kinda Love.  Its a different type of Love.  Our connection was never based on body fluids and lust.  It was always about....communication.   In all these years...we've spent the night together only twice....and only once out of those two...did we...do the do.

California.  A short, thick, dark skinned, crazy female....that has this spot in My heart that is set in this...special location.  A place that only she can occupy.

So...I tell her about My situation with the impending amputation and next thing I know...she's on her way to see bout Me.  That's sweet.

Can't wait to see her.  Can't wait to just sit....and talk...and laugh....and kinda escape from this World I've been in for the past two Months.

Plus...I get to get my fill of my lil panty fetish cause she loves to wear cute shit and I love watching her walk around in it.  Ohhhh..yeah.

Gotta watch her in the kitchen tho.  Cause...she can burn water....and scortch air. 

And that..is the story of California.

A chance meeting that has lasted....a lifetime.