SOS:AFTER THE M.F.H. ENDED PART 2

Hi all and welcome to another week of Soap Opera Sunday. For rules how to play, stop in to see brillig or kate. Find part one of this saga here.

When last we spoke I had just added a guy (that we will call Sam) to my instant messenger.....

So with a bit of nervousness I had added this stranger to my msn thinking I had nothing to lose....if he was a total loser I could block and delete him...and if nothing else, maybe I would make a new friend....

As soon as I added Sam, he was online and said hello to me. We started to chat and right away time started to fly. Because it was online, there wasn't as much awkwardness as I normally experience when meeting a new guy...this made it easier to chat with Sam and just be myself.

We had a nice long chat that first night getting to know about each others lives and interests. We made plans to talk again the next night. When we said good night, I was not sure if we would actually talk again but I had enjoyed myself and went to bed with a smile.

The next night (Tuesday) I had planned on watching for Sam to come on but I wasn't feeling well so I just went to bed. I didn't really expect to hear from him anyway and didn't see the point of waiting up when I felt crappy just to be disappointed when he didn't show.

By Wednesday night, I had given up on talking to Sam again. I convinced myself that it was a bad idea...after all, once he saw what I looked like he would run away so fast, he would burn rubber...so why set myself up to be disappointed and hurt...AGAIN!!!

I was online playing backgammon when who should pop on but Sam. He started talking to me immediately inquiring about what had happened the night before. I explained that I had been sick and he told me that he had waited , hoping to see me because he had been looking forward to talking to me.

I thought this was really nice but knew that it was time for "the other shoe to fall" I told Sam that I wanted to send him a picture of me. He said it wasn't necessary but if I wanted to, we could exchange pictures.

I knew what was coming next...he would take one look at my picture, maybe make polite conversation for a few minutes...then would make a clean get-away as quickly as he could manage it...so I emailed him the pic...to get the inevitable over with.

While I waited, I checked out the pic he sent me...I remember smiling at his face...thinking that he wasn't a greek God but he had a nice smile and looked decent (something I hadn't had a lot of in my life). As Sam continued to be silent, I thought maybe he wasn't even going to respond...I figured he had taken a look at the pic and was either laughing his ass off or screaming with fear...either way he was getting ready to delete it ...and I would, in turn , delete his ass...

Then he did something that shocked the hell out of me...I will never forget his words..." nice pic...I like what I see...when can we get together so I can see you face to face??"

All I could say was what the fuckkkkkkkkkk??? I checked to make sure I had actually sent him the right picture...My head was spinning...I didn't know what to do...After all, who would want to go out with a guy that would want to go out with ME???? There HAD to be something wrong with him...he must be a psycho ax murderer or some whacko looking for his next victim right???

All the while, there was a little voice in my head saying "what if?? what if??"

As always, to be continued ( next Sunday)........