Part One

Picture me; 17 years old. Never had a boyfriend, never been kissed. Never been to high school, (home schooled) or to a party, and never had a job working with the public. I was slightly sheltered. March 1993; Enter the mini-tell. It was a school funded computer thing that my little brother's elementary school issued everyone, so they could keep in contact with classmates, and parents could contact teachers. Of course, all anybody did with it was recreationally chat with people. I mostly talked to other females, because I was afraid boys would want to talk "dirty". I was a very good girl, and had never done anything to cause my parents to worry. Then I saw a guy on the chat list, and I said hello to him. I was feeling brave at the time, and had no idea if he was a 13 year old or a 60 year old. Turns out he was 19. And? He lived in the same town as me, which was shocking, since the chat function was international, and I rarely had seen anyone from my state, much less my town. As we talked, I was relieved that he didn't "try anything" and seemed very nice.

We started chatting whenever we could, and getting to know eachother. He was perfect for me. He had long hair, smoked cigarettes and sold pot. He also drank a lot, listened to heavy metal, played pool and partied all the time. Yep, He was perfect. I was in love. *big grin*

Stay tuned...