There was however the problem of distance and the fact the she was in another country. She assured me that she could arrange a meeting. He/She had to ...ome to my town for business soon. If I wanted to meet her, she would arrange a free evening during her stay and we could get acquainted. I agreed and eagerly awaited her visit.Finally the day arrived. Yet, as fate would have it, my work sent me on a trip several hundred km's away. That day at lunchtime she sent me and sms. She was looking forward. Ayn let out a breath, once he was back in his room. He checked under the bed. The gun was secured, strapped to one of the massive legs. It had been a close call; Xavier was starting to get too many liberties. He stopped for a second, to caress the contour of the weapon; its solidity made him feel safe. It was making his heart fill with anticipation, and that he had to rein in if he wanted to succeed in his plans.Until then, he had to make nice to Xavier. He knew what was going to happen as soon. Before him, I always dated guys I met online. You could say I was a loner/ not very social and by dating I meant fucking. I’d meet these guys for the first time, at their house and we were getting down and nasty. Not the brightest ideas I’ve had in my life, nor were they the safest but when you’re horny, you’re horny. It’s just that simple. ‘How were your exams?’ Chris asked me on the phone. It was the first time I had spoken to him in 4 weeks, and boy was I thirsty. I never knew I could long. "I rather had a fancy for you before you left." The grin on his face was one of fond remembrance."Truth be told, I feared you, Harlen." She said. "Grandfather told me you had become rather grim and stern over the years intervening. He said you sought not the company of people."The expression on Harlen's face was one of frustration, but inwardly directed. "I suppose he was correct in that." He finally said, after a long pause. "But I would have welcomed an old friend, in any case."Wendy shyly.