Jills Story Of Online Romance Part 3

Jill's online romance

Ugh, I’ve lost count of how many dates I’ve been on. My free trial period is almost up and I still haven’t found anyone. All I ever get are first dates but no call backs. I don’t understand it. I try so hard to do everything right, follow all the dating advice I’ve ever read, and I feel like I’m getting nowhere.

But then there’s Mr. Top Left Corner. I talk to him almost every night, for hours at a time. Sometimes he even messages me when he’s working. That always feels so risqué. He’s so predictable though. Sometimes I imagine that he’s married and his wife works nights and he logs on as soon as she leaves.

Would I want to be “the other woman”?

What does it matter, I don’t think he’s ever going to ask me out though. I’ve tried to hint and he’s not taking them so I’m just going to come out and invite him to dinner. That way I’ll know whether this is going to go anywhere or if I should just close him out and move on.

Great! He accepted my invitation. And now he’s sending me his picture. After all this time I get to see who my mystery man is. I don‘t care if he’s 500 pounds, we’ve been talking so long I just have to meet him. OK, opening the picture and...uh-oh...he’s Asian! Yikes! I’ve never thought about dating an Asian guy before.

Wait, come on, you can’t not meet him just because he’s Asian. Remember your Diversity training. So yeah, I’ll meet him tomorrow at the steak house.

Here I sit, watching the door, waiting for another mystery date to arrive. I’m really nervous this time though – I hope it doesn’t show. I think I’m nervous because he’s Asian and that bothers me because I don’t want to be nervous about something like that.

Is he already seated? Maybe so, here comes someone up the aisle. It could be him, definitely Asian. He’s reaching out to me so it must be him. We’re hugging before the date even starts! And suddenly he’s not an Asian guy, he’s my friend who I’ve known for months already.

After we both order chicken at a steak house and laugh about it, I look across the table into his eyes. I don’t even notice the slant and the lack of eyelid. All I can think about is seeing those eyes looking back at me after a passionate kiss. I have this overwhelming urge to see those eyes up close, nose to nose, lip to lip, tongue to tongue...

Oh, focus, focus, I hope that thought didn’t show on my face!

We’re having a great conversation. He’s even convinced me that he’s not scarred after his divorce and I’m throwing my usual bias against divorced men out the window because I can tell he’s handled it really well.

As I turn on my computer I wonder what it would’ve been like if he’d kissed me when he walked me to the car.

“Hey there” my upper left corner says.

“Hi!” I type as I melt into my chair.

Can I ask u something?

Of course.

When I walked you 2 your car, could I have kissed you?

Yes.

Depends, will you kiss me?

Yes.

Yes!

Wow! A second date! I can’t believe it. This is huge. This is fantastic. This has never happened to me before! And I’ll get to look into those eyes up close when he kisses me...

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