The One

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Any of you other guys had a girl you knew was "the one" but things happened and she slipped away?
Back in my hay day running keys, there was this little tiny chick named Renee. I don't remember her last name. But she was sweet and innocent and a virgin. I should have married her but my wife ran her off. Literally at gun point. Hunted her down, threatened her life, and that was it. Of course my wife was pregnant with our second son at the time, so hormones were raging.
But I think about little Renee from time to time and wonder.
 
Me too, Lifts, if not more. But she is the one I've always come back to in my mind wondering what if. Of course my wife would have shot me dead back then. She's mellowed a lot since then.
 
Vicki.......We get the chance the meet up every couple of years and fuck like bunnies! Pisses me off to this day I didn't marry her. Shit has been going on for 25 years now.....
 
most times the fantasy is better than the reality... leave it as a fantasy...
 
I've been married for forever. A little excitement gets the blood boiling. The danger. The unpredictability. The thrill. The hunt. The conquest. Then can come the hard part.
For me, I never fanatsize. I'm goal oriented.
But, yeah, the girl Renee is probably a toothless, beer bellied meth addict, whereas my old lady, at 65, us still pretty freakin hot. But I never wanted her. She trapped me, 35 years ago.
 
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But, yeah, the girl Renee is probably a toothless, beer bellied meth addict,

that's what i meant.. lol.. the memory is still nice though

But I never wanted her. She trapped me, 35 years ago.

damn!!! never?.. has the 35years been hell?
 
that's what i meant.. lol.. the memory is still nice though



damn!!! never?.. has the 35years been hell?
No, not at all. We've been through shit together I could write a book about. But no one would belueve it. In my life fact has been more unbelievable than any bull shit i could make up. being a 1%er, smuggling pot and coke, her being an old lady in a male dominated world. Dealing with our various addictions, raising kids, my infidelities. She's my whole history rolled up into one sexy bundle of flesh. But I've never been madly in love with her. She came over one night, spent the night. I get home the next day, all her stuff is in my house. She's eyeballing three other chicks I was sex ing up. Eventually ran them all off, got pregnant so I made her my old lady so I could raise my son's the way I wanted them raised. Which is another story. Neither one if us should have been allowed to procreate.
Does that answer the question?
 
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