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Pamela ............ Faith
I was dating a woman that lived in Savannah. That lived in Gainesville Florida so it was quite a ride for me to take my little blue beater all those miles just have relationship with Betty. I wasn't too sure how I felt about her , she polynesian , loved to fuck, her daddy was a famous Jehovah's Witness evangelist, she rejected his religion and got together with a Muslim (for God's sake..... ha).
She made a lot of money after a lengthy career with and evil War technology company. She made several trips to Asia, and finally married her Muslim.
Met his whole family dressed in their garb another traditional wedding. Then she paid to fly him back to the United States and set him up.
Everything was hunky-dory for a while when she just covered his infidelities by putting a spy program on his computer. She had absolutely no sense of humor and she took everything he owned out of their house and threw him out into the outer Darkness, so much for love romance and working out your disagreements.
I listened to her stories, and I could hear between her words, a lot of resentment and mistrust. I also believed her capable of great deceptions.

So during one of my visits to her humble abode in Savannah I got a phone call from a woman I met on Facebook a year earlier, that was Pamela..
Pamela's daughter has a boy child with one of my sons, and they live a mere 25 minutes from my home.
When I first met Pamela on Facebook I noticed that she had a profile picture of herself and her handsome husband standing together with hiking boots and Outdoor clothing en.
As rejected back and forth I soon discovered that we were intellectually and emotionally very harmonious. Now several years earlier I had had a torrid romance with a married woman, who I'd also met on Facebook,. She was married to a multi-billionaire and miserable. She seduced me very quickly.
I allowed myself to fall in love with her, and Patricia immediately wanted to have three children with me. That's a huge story which I'll tell at another time.......
So when Pamela called me and said , "mister,
Get your ass over here because I want to meet you before I head back up to Maryland (and my life with my husband).


I had become a little bit too attracted to this woman so I had stopped answering her email texts cuz I didn't want to get involved in a situation with a married woman.
I considered what she was saying and I switched it around in my mouth a little bit and decided I would go visit her.
My son, Leaf , needed to replace a skylight on his little bungalow home in the forest, and so I decided to catch two birds in one basket. I clean myself up, took my work van to my son's home, and knocked on the door.
And there stood Pamela opening the door before me.
It was an amazing experience for which I was totally unprepared.
One look in her eyes and I knew right away did she was the woman I had been waiting for for many years.
5 years ago. March 18, 2019 at 2:08 AM

So this strong animal that lives inside of me was screaming to be released the first moment I saw her.

But good manners and common sense, spoke softly within my heart and told me to be very gentle with this beautiful, long haired,

Brown-eyed, sister Pamela. She was very nervous, and looking back at it tonight, I realize now that she was as obviously affected by the coming together of our two Souls, as I was. We exchanged a few polite words, that she screwed around the kitchen trying to stay busy and trying to ignore the potent chemistry that was magically swirling around this tiny little woodsy home. There was a little distracting to me and I grew impatient, because I immediately wanted to start a deep and Soulful conversation with this woman. So I called her over to the couch and ask her to sit next to me. She immediately obeyed, and I confided in her asking for her confidentiality, letting her know that there is some Danger to be visiting that scene because of some of the pastimes that went on in that Circle

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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