Hi all,
Some of you who have been around the board awhile, may remember me as I used to be an active participant. I have met some of you at Peanuts and exchanged e-mails with others. Aviator's recent troubles have prompted me to rejoin the dialog, as I, for the past 4 months, have been "courting" a former TG escort. This pursuit has led me to walk out of my marriage(long overdue anyway), and to stop seeing escorts(kinda ironic now that I am officially unattatched-although I am actually more attached emotionally than I was when I was married).
At any rate, we met during her brief time as an escort and we hit it off immediately. We spent a lot of time off the clock, even staying overnight together several times (try explaining that one to your wife!). Last year, after sending her a very personalized valentine, I cut off all contact with her and rededicated myself to trying to save my marriage. It pained me considerably to walk away from her. It was also not the kindest of ways to go about things. Although my marriage was already doomed, I am sure the fact that I had met, and fallen for, this Tgirl contributed to its final demise.
She showed me a level of tenderness between two people that I didn't know was possible. She gave me hope. Blind, unknowing, but deeply felt hope. Her beautiful face, her tender kiss, her gentle touch, her glowing smile, the bright way she looked at me, the sweet scent of her skin never left my thoughts for a single day (Jesus, I sound like a bad romance writer-but I don't take any of it back).
Finally, on New Years Eve, I called her. When I told her my name, she asked if I was the one who had sent her the Valentine. When I said I was, the conversation got very warm and loving. It was as if I had seen her only yesterday. It was all still there, the feeling that flowed so easily between us. She never even mentioned my
disappearance. We made plans to see each other the following week and when we did, it was a joyful reunion.
I moved out on my own shortly thereafter, in order to open the way for the possibility of a serious relationship with her. Since then we have been together in all kinds of contexts. We have been to see movies, we have been out to eat, we have been to concerts, we have been to clubs, we have hung out at her place just goofing around, and, of course, we have had lots of sex. Deeply satisfying, heartfelt lovemaking. We treat each other with uncommon tenderness and there is a natural relaxing intimacy between us. The kind where even silences communicate. In short, I am head over heels in love with this girl and want her to be my wife.
However, I have been holding back from speaking aloud my feelings to her. Although my actions speak volumes, my voice has been somewhat quiet. I tell her how great she is all the time, but I have never told her that I
love her. I have been married twice (once for 5 years and once for 17 years) and both times we met, declared our love, and got married almost before inhaling. I know I am prone to this behavior; jumping in before minds, hearts and souls are given time to grow into each other.
This time, I have opened my eyes and detected the likely disastrous outcome of my usual behaviour. Although my heart yearns to tell her how much I love her, I know it is premature and that she would probably lose some respect for my intelligence were I to do so. Despite my feelings, the fact is we are just barely getting to know each other. We both have very busy lives. She is going to school full time and working most evenings and weekends (she stopped escorting a year and a half ago). I have a thriving career that keeps me busy constantly. And I must spend a fair amount of time easing the transition for my 10 year old son as well as my ex. As a result, we see each other only every other week or so. She has dreams for her future and is actively following through on her plans to realize them. I have every faith in her ability to succeed. So, despite the intensity of my emotions, we are taking things casually and slowly. So far, time has served to deepen the bond between us, and I have faith that it will continue to do so.
My belief in our future together has driven me to risk everything for an uncertain outcome. She is illegal and may have to move back to Mexico to fulfill her career ambitions. We go for long periods of not seeing each other (at least they seem long to me) interrupted by exquisite moments of togetherness.
Despite the satisfying thrills of the challenge, I occasionally suffer from bouts of deeply painful doubt and hopelessness. But these pass quickly. Indeed, my dogged pursuit of her, and her response to me, has imbued me with both self-confidence and an unshakable belief, deep in my soul, that I deserve someone as special and as beautiful as she is.
So, am I headed for a fearful fall or a lift to heaven on earth? I honestly don't know myself. But I do know that this is what life is really all about; Going beyond your comfort zone and risking everything, lifting the veil to discover who you really are, and going after what's important to you, what you truly want.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.
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