To my future Maitresse
Now, that my days have settled into a moderate degree of normalcy, my thoughts have inexorably drifted to the indelible memories of falling blissfully into the inexhaustible adventure that is discovery; of pain, of pleasure of who you are and who I am today. Truth be told. I would much rather let fate dictate its course through a momentary shared glance across the table at a munch or among the audience of a scene played out at a club, but I am on temporary assignment in a less than broad-minded area of the world and so my search for Her begins online out of necessity rather than choice. Everything of which you perhaps dream now, Maitresse is shared by me. My dream is of you and that. across the miles of cynicism that is a self-contained microcosm of fictional humanity, maybe we can find each other. This can be irl or online but if it's the latter we must talk by phone or webcam. I'm not interested in a type/text only format since I've been burned that way by guys pretending on Fet.