The way that I met the Princess is insane. If any friend of mine would have met a potential partner the way I did -I would have told them to "Run Forest Run".
I belonged to a online Lesbian club and saw some post that Princess had put up that were really interesting. I took a chance and sent her an IM on yahoo because she was so close to Kansas City, really enjoyed her post and thought it would be neat to meet her. She answered that IM and we quickly began chatting every single night. I would get home from work and couldn't wait to log in at 6 PM so I could chat with her. We would be on yahoo messenger until 3 or 4 in the morning. This went on for two months. Then we finally decided that we would meet. Of course, I let her pick the day and place, and just my luck she picked a night that I had planned on going to the Ellen show with a woman who I had been seeing on and off for a year. We weren't serious at all and she too was dating another woman at the time we were seeing each other.
Shit! I really want to meet her so what should I do. Well, I was being honest with the "other" woman and she knew I had been chatting online with Princess. I was also being honest with Princess and told her that I had a date that night that I couldn't break. Princess worked a lot of hours and this was one of the rare times she could get to the city to meet me. So, I called up the other woman and said, "I don't want to hurt your feelings but I want to meet Princess tonight and I know I promised you that I would take you to see Ellen, but can I just give you the tickets and you take "your friend". Turns out her friend was out of town so I felt guilty and just resigned to the fact that I wouldn't be meeting Princess tonight. I called Princess and told her the story. She says, "well I can just go to Missie B's (the bar we agreed to meet in) and wait for you." Oh hell yes! I thought to myself!
Princess needed a place to change in Kansas City because she was already working here that day and I didn't want her to have to drive all the way to Princeton ( about 70 miles from here) and then just turn around and drive back to the city. I told her that I would leave my key under my front door mat and she could use my apartment. She agreed to it!
Crazy huh! A woman that I never met was using my apartment to shower and change in and I wasn't even there!
I go to the Ellen Show, hurry to Missie B's to meet the Princess. I was terrified. I ran upstairs, had a couple shots of tequila and talked to a complete stranger about what I was about to do. I was about to meet a woman downstairs that I had been talking to online for two months, that I strangely had feelings for that I hadn't experienced in a LONG time!
I had seen a picture of her and she had told me what she was going to wear. I had some idea of who she was. Of course, she didn't have on anything near what she said she would be wearing. I saw this woman at the end of the bar, she was HOT! I didn't want to walk up to that hot of a woman and say, "Hi I'm Monkey are you the Princess?". So instead I stood at the opposite side of the bar and asked the bartender, who I knew all to well, to ask the hot woman at the end of the bar if her name was Princess. He walked to the end of the bar, asked the hot woman the question and came back to my end of the bar. Inpatient me is asking him as he is walking back, "is that her, is that her?" .... He says, " I don't know but if it is, she's a bitch."
to be continued ...