I grinned and told him to give her a kiss for me. Todd laughed and asked me where I wanted him to kiss her. I laughed and said he was there, I’d let him decide. We both had a good laugh and hung up the phone. One hand scratching my ass and one scratching my head I walked back to my bedroom to get dressed.
Later that evening I was sitting at my computer logging on to Nightfriends again. It was after eight in the evening and there was usually a good crowd online by then. Maybe some trivia and some chat would be in order. No new messages waiting since that morning and there were a few folks online. I noticed that Wildone was online so I sent her a private message asking how her son’s birthday dinner had went.
Wildone: “Hi there. Get enough sleep?”
Fro: “ No, never enough. I can’t wait to get on dayshift, working nights is killing me. “ I answered. “so how did dinner go?”
Wildone: “ Too fast. Bear couldn’t stay long, he was meeting his fiancé after she got off work. I’m not his number one woman anymore.”
Fro: “ Oh I’m sure you still are, you ARE his mother after all.” I sent.
Wildone: “ Huh yeah.. but he’s hot after pussy and she’s the one offering it so I’m not as important anymore.”
Fro: “Oh.. yeah I guess there is that. I can’t say I blame him as far as that goes, I tend to have that same weakness. “
Wildone: “Yeah, you men are all the same when pussy is involved, you lose your minds.”
Fro: “ I guess we sort of do don’t we? I wish I could lose my mind a little more often than once in a blue moon though.” I typed and sent a wink.
Wildone: “Well you’re still probably getting more action than I am. I can’t remember the last time I got laid.” She sent a frown.
I sat back and re-read her last few lines and wondered if I were missing something here. Is she dropping hints to me or just complaining? I’ve been chatting with Barbra off and on for a couple of months here on Nightfriends but I’d never met her. Hell, I’d only met a handful of people on here in the real world, like Todd and Anne. Some of us would get together and have dinner or lunch at area restaurants or meet to go bowling or take in a movie. Having been online here at Nightfriends for a little over a year now I was pretty well known as a regular so people were pretty open to talking with me. Especially the women, they knew I wasn’t a stalker or a creep, even if I was a flirt.
Fro: “Oh I don’t know about that, I work too much to be able to get out and try to date much. I am lucky if I get the time of day from anyone other than in chat here online and even then It’s just fun and games.”
Wildone: “That’s not what I heard. I heard you entertain pretty well in person too. “ She sent me a wink.
Fro: “ Oh? And who have you been talking to and what have they been saying about me?” I asked curiously even though I had a pretty good idea who it might have been.
Wildone: “ I can’t say but I do know that you made a good impression.” She typed.
Fro: “ Well impressions are good I guess. It’s nice to know that I’m liked in any case.” I admitted lamely.
Wildone: “ So what are you doing home on a Friday night? “ she asked.
Fro: “ I work nights, and my schedule floats so it’s hard to plan ahead for things like normal dates… nothing on for tonight. “ I sent a shrug.
Wildone: “ So you’re sitting at home alone, like me. “
Fro: “ At home, sure but I’m not alone, I’m online with friends.. like you. “ I sent with a smile.
Wildone: “Thank you, but it’s still not the same is it?.. still kind of lonely.”
Fro: “ Yeah, honestly it does get kind of lonely at times.. only when I think about it too much.”
Wildone: “ That’s all I seem to do lately.. think.. sometimes it just sucks.”
Fro: “ How come you never come out to the get togethers we have here on Nightfriends?”
Wildone: “ I don’t know, just don’t feel comfortable meeting so many people at once.”
Fro: “ Have you met anyone from here online or just talk to them while you’re online?” I asked.
After a few ticks she answered back with.
Wildone: “ Only a couple of people, but yes. “
Fro: “ So you’re not a social recluse, just shy.” I sent a grin to lighten the accusation to just a friendly jab.
Wildone: “ Well! I’ve been called a lot of things but not shy! Hahaha.”
Fro: “ You’re just picky then.” I said with another grin.
Wildone: “Yeah I’m picky I guess, or just cautious. There are so many fake people online. Lots of jerks and creeps.”
Fro: “Whoa! How do you know I’m not a jerk or a Creep for that matter?” I winked.
Wildone: “Honestly, I don’t, but I know someone that knows you and they say you’re not.”
Sitting up and paying closer attention to this line of chat, maybe it was curiosity, maybe it was something else but I was a little intrigued. I wondered if I could get this woman to meet me in person.
Fro: “So you’re saying that if I were to ask you to meet me somewhere you might come out? Not like a date or anything, just as friends to get to know one another?”
She paused again, and my hopes began to fade thinking that she was going to decline. It wouldn’t be the first time and I’m sure it won’t be the last time I got turned down.. wonder if she will be at least polite about it.
Wildone: “ I might… What did you have in mind?”
WOW! She isn’t turning me down flat anyway. I wonder if this might go somewhere. So I took another chance.
Fro: “ I don’t know. We could meet somewhere public so you would feel safe, and check me out before revealing yourself if you like. I really am not a creep, but you don’t know that for sure no matter what someone might have said about me. How about the mall, at the food court. I can tell you what I will be wearing so you can spot me. You wouldn’t have to tell me what you’ll be wearing so I wouldn’t know you until you approached me. That sound fair?”
Again she paused. Thinking it over I guessed. My heart was beating a little faster and I realized that I was a little excited at the prospect of meeting this girl, well, woman. A “married” woman I told myself with a twinge of regret. “Oh well, it’s just as friends, right?” I asked myself. Then saw her response.
Wildone: “Okay, the mall on your side of town? I used to live near there actually. I even worked in that mall for a while, I know it pretty well. What time would you like to meet ?”
I was almost stunned. Cool! I felt the level of excitement just go up another notch.
Fro: “ How about tomorrow around noon. We can get some lunch in the food court or go somewhere else if you like. That is if you decide to take a chance on me.”
Wildone: “Saturday at noon in the food court. Okay. Maybe at the Juice shack, they have bistro tables and chairs outside the shop where we can sit and talk. “
Fro: “That works for me. Would you like me to get you something to drink?”
Wildone: “No, not yet anyway. What will you be wearing?”
“Dummy” I thought.. offering to get something to drink. A perv or a creep might put something in a drink, I hadn’t thought of that until I’d offered. Shooting myself in the foot and I’ve not even met her yet.
Fro: “Well I started to say I’d wear my Kentucky Wildcat’s Sweatshirt but then the mall will be full of those… so probably not a good choice. Hmmm.. what to wear?” I sent a giggle.
Fro: “ How about a bright red Ohio State Sweatshirt, that’ll stand out like a sore thumb. “ I laughed.
Wildone: “ Are you sure you want to wear that in Wildcat country? You might become a target!” she laughed.
Fro: “ I’ll chance it I guess. I’m not adverse to a little risk in order to meet a lovely lady. “ I added with a smile.
Wildone: “How do you know I’m not some hideous old hag or something? Might be more than you bargained for.”
Fro: “ Somehow I don’t think you are but I’ll take the risk, if the outside matches the inside I think I will like whatever you look like. “ again I sent a smile.
Wildone: “ Flattery will get you.. well.. it’s nice anyway. Thank you. Noon tomorrow then? “
Fro: “ I’d say I’d see you there, but that’s kind of up to you. I’ll be there. “
Wildone: “ Goodnight then, until tomorrow.”
Fro: “ Goodnight.”
I sat back and smiled. Trying to imagine what Barbra looked like. I had her de***********ion from her profile but who’s to say that that is even true let alone accurate. Five foot five, dark red hair, brown eyes… that’s all I knew, or rather all that was on her profile. I knew she was in her forties but she hadn’t told me exactly how old she was. That really didn’t bother me at all. We were both adults and I had no mommy issues so it was just a matter of personalities, if we liked each other and if there was any chemistry. Glancing at the clock on my computer I noted it was after ten. “Fourteen hours to go” I thought. I played trivia till midnight and decided I could go to bed and get some sleep.
I woke up the next morning around nine, about the time I’d normally be going to bed. Ironic I thought. I turned the light on and got up to make my bed and pick up a little bit. I needed to do some laundry today or tomorrow but it wasn’t a pressing matter. Instead of raiding the fridge after I shaved and showered I got dressed and grabbed my Ohio State sweatshirt and headed out to get a bite to eat. Something light maybe because I was actually feeling some butterflies whenever I thought about meeting Barbra later. I drove down the street to Frische’s and sat and read the paper over some scrambled eggs and toast. Time seemed to be dragging, it was as if the hands on my watch weren’t even moving. Finally the clock rolled around to eleven AM and I figured I could head towards the mall and wait there.
The mall wasn’t too busy for a Saturday morning, the usual geriatric mall walkers were making their rounds of course, and there was a scattering of people coming and going shopping. The food court was a little busy since it was almost lunch time. I got myself an orange, pineapple and banana juice and took a seat in front of the juice shop. I watched people as they moved about, looking for any woman with long dark red hair. And the butterflies multiplied. I sipped at my juice trying not to look too eager. “Be cool man, act casual.” I told myself.
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