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Paris: Ten Years Gone

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Paris Wrote:

“Michael, I have had so many bad experiences in my life that I never thought I would fall in love. I was very sure I didn’t want to have a serious relationship or get involved with someone. I guess I was worried about getting hurt and didn’t trust anyone. But with you, from the first moment I met you, I felt comfortable. When we were talking on the patio, I could see in in your eyes that you cared for me. It is hard for me to explain the feeling you give me when I look in your eyes or when you touch me…I feel like a little girl. I don’t have to worry about you or anything. I can trust you and you’ll be there for me. This is how I feel when I’m with you.”

It has been years since I last held or laid my loving eyes upon her. Paris is one of my great loves. The few photos I have of her, her letters, and my memories are all that remain. She is locked in my mind forever young as the beautiful 21 year old girl I fell in love with.

When I met Paris, she was a college student in Quebec City, Canada and also worked a pretty busy schedule as a model doing local fashion shows and photo shoots. I met her during a four-day trip she made to visit her extended family in the U.S. She waltzed into my life just as I was finishing college and was, without question, one of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I would discover her inner beauty was even more captivating.

I have always had a case of wander lust. Far away places called to me. “Far away places” didn’t necessarily mean the other side of the planet. It could be a new forest to explore, a new city, or state. The thought of exploring new countries or experiencing new cultures filled me with excitement. Over time, my fascination with exploration grew to include women. Each woman is special journey and destination filled with magical wonder waiting to unfold.

Through her father’s international commitments, Paris had visited and lived in many countries in Europe. She was worldly and exotic. English wasn’t her native tongue but she spoke it very well. Me on the other hand, I grew up in very modest surroundings…and that is putting a good filter on it. I had nothing other than a strong belief in myself and the inner drive to make my dreams a reality. The odds of Paris and I crossing paths were remote. The odds of us meeting and falling in love were even more unlikely. Then our paths crossed.

I was standing near the bar just taking in the scene. The club was picking up and the dance floor was beginning to fill. Off to my right, I noticed two girls sitting at a table having drinks. I believe that all women are beautiful in different ways. However, one of these girls was visually stunning. From afar, it seemed as if a goddess was among us. Her friend was attractive but…damn, this young woman was celestial light.

I wasn’t the only one that noticed her. I watched a procession of dudes going up to their table and asking the goddess to dance or trying to engage her. Each of them were dismissed in quick order. I remember thinking of this as amateurish attempts by the beer-induced zombies. If two girls are sitting together, it is unlikely that one will leave the other stranded. I guess they figured it was worth the risk. Something about this bothered me though. I felt bad for the other girl that wasn’t getting attention. None of the men were approaching her, and I imagined how that might hurt her feelings.

I didn’t really want to dance or even expect her to say yes, but I decided I would approach the table and ask the other girl to dance. I wanted her to feel good and make my small contribution to restoring balance in the universe. I made the long walk to their table. This is normally a tough walk…the promise of what could be balanced by the embarrassment of being told no in front of hundreds of people. I could feel the eyes of rejected guys watching to see if I would join them in the “no thanks” line or if I would be worthy of their admiration.

As I arrived at the table, I made eye contact with the goddess and she held her gaze on me. I imagined she was preparing her “no” reply. I smiled inside. Then, I asked her friend to dance. My face went a little red when her friend said, “no thanks” and quickly looked away. I hadn’t really expected her to say yes but she barely even acknowledged me before curtly rejecting me. Frankly, it was embarrassing.

I was turning away and the goddess quickly reached out. “Wait, we don’t want to leave each other alone. You should sit with us. I am Paris, nice to meet you.” Well, this was either an unexpected twist or an approach perfectly executed. 😉

To Be Continued…

17 comments on “Paris: Ten Years Gone

  1. Tosha Michelle
    December 22, 2015

    I look forward to learning more about Paris.


  2. Kristi
    January 1, 2016

    gives a new meaning to random acts of kindness. 😉

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  3. Carisa Adrienne
    January 6, 2016

    It’s rare when someone holds beauty on the inside and out. She sounds like one in a billion…
    I can see why she isn’t far from your mind even today. Beautiful story..: looking forward to the follow up.. 😉

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    • Michael
      January 6, 2016

      Thank you, Carisa 🙂 You know, you ladies touch us in ways you may never know. I’m sure you have past loves that feel this way about you…and you may not even know it. You think these men are just gone. Yet, you are interwoven in our soul…we will always remember ❤

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      • Carisa Adrienne
        January 6, 2016

        I can tell you appreciate women in ways most men don’t. That’s very endearing. I will share an experience I had recently. I’ve always felt I was a dork in high school.. Actually I still think I’m one 🙂 I recently reconnected with one of my HS buddies. I was always closer to guys more than girls… I asked how the gang was doing. He told me about their lives now. He then told me something that was humbling and mind boggling. He said they are still in love with you!?!? I was confused and bewildered. Haha.. He told me they all said I was all their first love.
        I never knew this.. I suppose I was a dork for not picking up on it. They all respected me enough.. I was dealt some hard blows in my life. They didn’t want to complicate my life anymore than it was. It made me feel so loved and more endearing to them. Funny how we don’t know how others feel about us. Those guys don’t know how much I thought about them through the years and think about them today. It’s full of love…. Always

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        • Michael
          January 8, 2016

          I’m not at all surprised they are still in love with you! I suspect there are still far more than you even know 🙂 Sorry that you had those hardships…it seems they really did think the world of you by not wanting to add to your hurting. The beautiful feelings do linger like special treasures…Always

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  5. exoticnita54
    February 21, 2017

    Maaaan.. Michael.. to be continued…

    Wow 😳!!!
    What a start to a love story

    Liked by 1 person

    • Michael
      February 23, 2017

      I sort of left this one hanging, ha! The video Strawberry Letter 23 is the next edition to this and has a lot in it (love letters from her). Too bad you can’t see those. You may need to view it from a laptop.

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      • exoticnita54
        February 23, 2017 know I would…
        I’m such a sucker for steamy stimulating letters and stories..

        Maaan.. my greatest pleasure and downfall

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      • exoticnita54
        February 23, 2017

        Michael… I’m craving for some of your stories of stimulating suggestions..

        I need my Michael fix..
        I’m kinda going through a withdrawal right now..
        That I have to visit you .. reading all your old stories trying to get a high..

        I’m still anticipating yumi.. next episode…
        I’m hooked Michael.. completely and totally…

        Liked by 1 person

        • Michael
          February 26, 2017

          Haha, I need to get moving on some of my posts.😄 I have so many sitting in drafts that just need to be polished up a bit. I am so flattered you are enjoying these stories…it means a lot and I really appreciate you ❤️ I have more posts available that you might enjoy. How about this one (some hot audio)🔥:

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          • exoticnita54
            February 26, 2017

            I have to log on my computer 💻 to see if I can view this one..
            I did try to.. but I could not open it up…
            I must confess I have been logging onto your page ever so often and going back to your old posts..
            I do enjoy 😊 your writing and your sexual escapades ..
            you have me blushing sometimes because I find myself evolving into character of your female counterpart ..
            crazy 😜 me..getting lost in your tales…

            Liked by 1 person

            • Michael
              February 26, 2017

              This is an intriguing comment. Often, after you have posted a reply, I go back to refresh myself on story to get a more immediate feel for what you are reacting to. As I read it, I imagine you in the story…and that I am seducing you. If you ever get to the U.S., who knows…maybe you will be the story….I hope! ☺️💖

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            • exoticnita54
              February 26, 2017

              I’m lol 😂…

              Maaan I would to be the source of your story…
              I would love to see how you describe me..and what picture you would paint 🎨 of me..

              If I ever get to the US. Hmm 😒???
              I find you quite intriguing as well..and very excitable…


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