This adorably happy story was posted in a discussion group and I loved it so much, I asked puppykitty if he would allow me to share it. To my delight he said yes :).
I’d really love to have more joyful tales to share, so if you have one, please see the link at the bottom.
From the moment I first spoke to her there was just… something… that made me keep coming back to try to find her again.
At the start it was just chatting and the D/s by a distance as that’s what we were able to have with where we were. I knew she was special and I knew I had strong feelings for her, but I was a cynic about relationships and kept my feelings pretty much restrained. I was a real pain in the ass to get to know and kept running away when things were hard.
I don’t know when I admitted to myself I loved her.
I remember a moment when I was coming back from visiting a friend in Amsterdam and on the coach on the way home I received an email saying due to family circumstances, she had to stop being online and let me go. This was ok, we’d agreed way before that family came first and if things meant we had to say goodbye then just be brave and do it. God it was hard though. I remember being on that coach and being in floods of tears the entire way home from the airport. I was heartbroken and devastated, but I was proud of her and really hoped things worked out.
The world turned, things changed. She had already helped me get through my life changes and when things changed for her I could be a friend again, and help her through the same. I was pretty much determined though to keep it as friends as the heartbreak had been so real (and crazy when it’s someone you’d not been able to meet). So I kept some arms distance, but eventually we said lets go away and meet up. So we met in NY, hundreds of miles for her, thousands of miles for me. I remember that moment vividly, pacing around the airport (apparently with wires hanging out of my rucksack, looking terribly nervous and suspicious) and she came out the arrival gate, tired, exhausted from travelling and working nights, and I took care of her and she basically slept for the next 24hrs. I remember desperately wanting to hold her hand at any opportunity and wanting to kiss her. This person I’d known online for so long and been through so much with was a real life person and this real life person was so much more than I’d let them be in my head.
I’m vague on details, I’m guessing it was coming to the end of the visit and all I could think of was I didn’t want to let this woman go. So we are sat in Whole Foods having something to eat, in NY. All this is bubbling up inside of me, I don’t want to let this go, this is something special, but I don’t want to ruin a friendship with someone so important to me by totally misreading how she felt. Apparently I rambled incoherently, sitting in the store, asking if I could have her collar back. It had been online before, we’d had to let it go, but I wanted her, I needed her, and yes I loved her. Asking for her collar back on me was all that and more all mixed up in a completely un-understandable nervous blurt where (just for a change :P) I went round in circles until she could follow what I was trying to say. She said yes and so continued a journey we are still on, 12 odd years after we first ran into each other in chat and 9? (i am so bad at dates) since that Whole Foods burble.
I later found out she had no intention of letting me go again and already considered me hers, she just hadn’t got around to telling me yet. Apparently if you drool on someone when asleep you have to keep them. She’s a lot smarter than me.
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