January 18, 2007

  • her profile had her real age; this he knew because it was so much older than the ususal contacts he saw online.  she even was honest about her marital status, again because she admitted to being married, instead of the ambiguous or lying ways most assumed in order to troll.  the intrigue was in her profile picture > not the usual avatar, model-thin and skimpily clad, or even a photo of a flesh-and-blood person with potentially little relationship to the contact herself. the picture was of a building, soaring skyward, taken from the street.  it had to be ironwork, but looked like terra cotta.  the industrial designer in him twitched.

    "hello"
    "hello.... should i know you?"
    "no, but i saw your profile pic and i wanted to say hi"
    "oh, the building... it's from a large city in the United States."
    "well, i'm from stockholm, so i am afraid i do not know it"
    "stockholm as in sweden?"
    "yes <laughs gently>"

    the beginning had been innocent enough, but after talking to her
    for over an hour, he discovered he was more than just intrigued.

    "i'd like to kiss you"   he held his breath, debating, and hit send... she was married, she could be offended, sign off...
    "okay..."
    "<i hold your face between my hands and tip it up to mine... taking your lower lip between my lips, i suck gently on it>.... how was that?"
    "perfect....."

    and so it began. and continued. and after talking with her for hours, he realized...

    "i love you"