I would give anything in this world....

[D_Jurgen Klitgaard]

Great post No_Strings, Mercurialbliss is lucky woman.

Agreed, thanks for sharing man. She's lucky indeed.

With scheduling conflicts between the both of us, it probably wouldn't be till early next year before a meet could take place.

 

[Tattooed Goddess]

How the hell did i miss this thread? I guess i was too busy defending myself in another thread.

Bry, you are a darling and if i weren't a married woman i would have been your first notch in your bedpost ages ago. I would sneak in your bedroom and make a man out of you.

And to all the men who came out of the woodworks on this thread....wow. I'm more than blushing over here.

I would give anything to grope Uncut's manboobs and stroke his silky hair....and whisper sweet nothings in his Spock ears.

 

[Tattooed Goddess]

...and people wonder why? :tongue:



In all seriousness, you should do it. If you would really give anything, then you will.



About a year ago now, I got to know mercurialbliss through this website. We chatted, flirted, PM'ed - all the normal stuff. We got friendlier and friendlier, but for a couple reasons (insignificant right now) we never actually got on an IM client together.
Around the end of July/beginning of August I had the craziest idea I've ever had - I knew her birthday was at the end of September, so I decided to see if, over the next two months, there was anything I could do to get over there to wish her a happy birthday in person.

I didn't know how I would do it though, as I had no job and hadn't for a long time. My resume consisted of a week in the electronics section of a chain department store and getting kicked out of college, twice.
When you're in that situation though, you begin to realise that 'how?' isn't important - you just do.

I messaged back and forth with Snoozan, who lives close by to Merc, about what I could do and what it would take to fly over for the week that Merc's birthday lay in - all in secret without Merc ever finding out, of course. :wink:
Over the course of a week we hatched a plan, plotted some ideas, dates and times for me to come over. Snoozan Would pick me up at the airport and drop me off outside Merc's door.
Keep in mind that I was only planning to do this as a friend at the time; I simply wanted to wish her a happy birthday. In retrospect I was clearly in love with her at that point, but I hadn't realised it, we'd never spoken of it to each other and I had no idea as to how she felt about me.
About a week later, I finally downloaded Yahoo Messenger and we got online, chatted the whole night away - our first ever 'real-time' conversation. That very same night, at 10:44PM EST, August 10th, the first time we'd ever chatted in such a way, I told her that I thought I was falling in love with her. 54 seconds later, she told me the same thing.
I told her about my plans to visit and from that point onwards, everything got real fast and real frightening.

I sold everything I own, bar enough clothes to wear and my PC so I could still get online and talk to her, for that one single plane ticket. I pulled in every favour I could, I got help from anywhere I could and did everything that was within my power )and some things that shouldn't have been) to make it work.

It worked. I landed. Almost two weeks later I flew back in early October 2007. Since last summer, I've spent a combined total of about 4 months living with her as a 'tourist' and there should be another 2 months to add onto that until I return to England in late August for the final (but heartachingly long) stretch of my Visa process so we can start our own life together in the US.



Maybe this all sounds like some cliche fairytale, but it's all true. I left behind everything I ever knew or possessed not for love, but for the mere chance of love.
I can't say it will work that way for everybody, but I can say this:
If it all ended now, if it never even got to this point, if all I ever got was that one single moment last year? I would still die a happy man.

If you really want something, if you genuinely love someone, you will do whatever it takes.

A sacrifice of 60 years that could have been is worth one single shared breath with someone you love. Trust me.




I'm not sure if I've ever actually written down our story on LPSG, but there you have it. :redface:

Son, sentimentalism looks GREAT on you.

 

[D_Jurgen Klitgaard]

How the hell did i miss this thread? I guess i was too busy defending myself in another thread.

Bry, you are a darling and if i weren't a married woman i would have been your first notch in your bedpost ages ago. I would sneak in your bedroom and make a man out of you.

And to all the men who came out of the woodworks on this thread....wow. I'm more than blushing over here.

I would give anything to grope Uncut's manboobs and stroke his silky hair....and whisper sweet nothings in his Spock ears.

I would give an inch of my dick for you to not be married for one night. :biggrin1:

But seriously, thanks babe, you are such a sweetheart. :kiss:

 

[D_Gunther Snotpole]

I messaged back and forth with Snoozan, who lives close by to Merc, about what I could do and what it would take to fly over for the week that Merc's birthday lay in - all in secret without Merc ever finding out, of course. :wink:
Over the course of a week we hatched a plan, plotted some ideas, dates and times for me to come over. Snoozan Would pick me up at the airport and drop me off outside Merc's door.
Keep in mind that I was only planning to do this as a friend at the time; I simply wanted to wish her a happy birthday. In retrospect I was clearly in love with her at that point, but I hadn't realised it, we'd never spoken of it to each other and I had no idea as to how she felt about me.
About a week later, I finally downloaded Yahoo Messenger and we got online, chatted the whole night away - our first ever 'real-time' conversation. That very same night, at 10:44PM EST, August 10th, the first time we'd ever chatted in such a way, I told her that I thought I was falling in love with her. 54 seconds later, she told me the same thing.
I told her about my plans to visit and from that point onwards, everything got real fast and real frightening.

I sold everything I own, bar enough clothes to wear and my PC so I could still get online and talk to her, for that one single plane ticket. I pulled in every favour I could, I got help from anywhere I could and did everything that was within my power )and some things that shouldn't have been) to make it work.

It worked. I landed. Almost two weeks later I flew back in early October 2007. Since last summer, I've spent a combined total of about 4 months living with her as a 'tourist' and there should be another 2 months to add onto that until I return to England in late August for the final (but heartachingly long) stretch of my Visa process so we can start our own life together in the US.



Maybe this all sounds like some cliche fairytale, but it's all true. I left behind everything I ever knew or possessed not for love, but for the mere chance of love.
I can't say it will work that way for everybody, but I can say this:
If it all ended now, if it never even got to this point, if all I ever got was that one single moment last year? I would still die a happy man.

If you really want something, if you genuinely love someone, you will do whatever it takes.

A sacrifice of 60 years that could have been is worth one single shared breath with someone you love. Trust me.

I'm not sure if I've ever actually written down our story on LPSG, but there you have it. :redface:

Now, my mascara's running.
Thanks a lot!!!:redface::tongue: