Those are all and incredibly touching stories. Thank you for sharing them with me.
In August of last year, I had just got out of a really bad relationship. I had been with him for six years and couldn't take not being number one in his life, he was a cheater and I put up with it for a very long time. I swore off men in August. He also wasn't into my specific.. kinks. We just weren't matched correctly, even though I was madly in love with him. First love's and all.. high school, the works.
In December, right before I went on vacation to California to see my family, I made an account on fetlife. It is a kink-related website for people seeking kink-related people. I made my profile. It was very long and detailed. I didn't think that I would get any type of attention. I posted a few pictures that weren't as classy as I think that I am, and posted an Ad on their "classifieds" group section. It went something like.. "I'm looking for my one. Can I find him here? - Read my profile, there is much to tell but that is a start". Before the night was up, I had got over 100 messages. I didn't answer most of them, maybe two or three.
I was about to go to bed, and I got another message. I was going to delete it just like the rest because people on "those" sites aren't the best people sometimes. I was sifting through a lot of bad apples. This last message.. It wasn't anything spectacular and he wasn't even living in my state. I felt the intense urge to message him back. After that, it was history. We talked a lot more, texted, skyped, phoned, everything. He drove four hours to meet me and we got our kink on. I moved in two months later. Dropped everything and just moved in. I took a risk talking to him and meeting him once, why not take another risk and move in?
He has seen me at my best, and at my worst. He wants me if I'm into my kink or if I'm not and past that. (If you are kink and have fetishes.. these just don't go away. It sometimes has some bumps, but it comes back.. with a vengeance). He tells me every single day that he loves me, kisses me like it is the end of the world, and makes me feel like I'm the only one in his universe that makes sense. Besides the fact that his family and mine want us to get married, we talk about it. I'm serious about getting married, he is too.. it is just the timing.
That is my story.
