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rogerdogerThe other day I came across a name that reminded me of someone I'd known years ago. I've looked for this person a few times but never been able to find anything on her. When I lived in Key West the longest job I had was working at the Moped Hospital. It was a bicycle and moped rental place and the guys that ran it were two crazy NYC gay guys. They had retired to KW and bought this business. I don't think they needed the money and everyday was a riot. There were about 6 employees including me and we had all been there for a few years. It was like a family with its dramas and fun times.
Key West was predominantly gay and as such I probably had the most heterosexual sex there that Ive ever had. Girls would arrive on vacation ready for romance only to find that every hot guy was gay. So when they found a straight guy they would be like "oh finally yes take me take me!".
Working at the bike rental place I'd meet most of the tourists the minute they arrived. The best way to get around the island was by bicycle, and we were the biggest and longest established rental place at the time. So people would check in to their guest house then come straight over to us to rent a bike.
One day I was in the office and saw this vision walking across the parking lot towards me. She had a tight teeshirt on with nothing underneath. Her breasts wernt huge, but they were perfect, perfectly round, perfectly sized and nipples perfectly sticking out. Her boobs arrived in the office in what seemed like 5 minutes before she did. Certainly long enough that by the time she came in the door I knew I had to have her.
Clem was at least 10 years older than me. Southern belle to the T. She got me into running and I did my first ever race with her in KW. After the race we had been on the roof top the tallest building in KW at the bar. In the elevator on the way down two business type guys on vacation were eyeing her up in her tight running clothes. They asked if she had beaten me in our race. In her most southern voice she answered, "oh no I never beat my man" I felt about 10 feet tall and we went on that night to have some wild crazy sex.
She was only in KW for a short vacation and when she left we stayed in touch, as much as you could do in the 80's with letters now and again. I left and went back to the Uk shortly after that and she continued to write to me and even called a couple of times, much to the delight of my mother who asked "who is that woman with that accent!" She sent me a little care package onetime of a running bible and other running gear. Finally we drifted apart, but when I moved to Atlanta in 92 where I knew she lived I tried to find her, but never could.
So when saw something the other day with someone with the same name, it made me think of her and I signed online and tried again to search for her. It seems 2 months ago she finally got a FB account and there are a couple of other references to her. Its strange to see someone in their 60's that was so hot when you knew them. She looks like she still has her lovely southern style and charm to her. How old we are all getting. I sent her a message on Fb and damn if she didn't reply. She's currently down in Ecuador, and she made a little remark about our hot nights and that she is still a little fox on the sly.
Yesterday Toni txtd again. Why is it we are attracted to the crazies. What is it about them that makes them so appealing, so desirable, so damn hot. I know she's also so bad news, she has to be, I'm sure of it, and I'm sure it's going to be big trouble down the road.
A few txts back and forth and the next thing I know we are meeting out at a tourist attraction in town. Its a sort of animal sanctuary and she'd been spending the day with the kids, taking them to the museum because its free for locals on Friday and then to this place because she got a really cheap locals family pass. We all sat in my van for a while. The kids were really sweet, L giving me big hugs and N being quite the gent. N was looking at the pass she had just bought and then blabbed "you put rogers name down" When Toni got the pass they had asked for all the familys names and I don't know if she planned it or it just happened, but she put my name down. We went into the attraction and she handed over the ticket and because it was a new pass they needed to take a picture of the "family" so we all had our picture taken together as a little family unit.
Even with the nasty and crazy txt;s that went back and forth with T and I, the minute we saw each other we were back in each others arms. While walking around the attraction she had her hand round me on my ass and mine on hers and now and again up her so short skirt. "oh dear Ive got no nickers on" she coyly quipped, knowing that that would make me check all the more often. I know this is going to be a disaster, but its that damn train wreck again, and I'm staring right at it. Other than the dirty flirting, she was so sweet, so normal, it made me wonder if maybe its me that’s crazy and not her.
Got a really good swim in yesterday. Started out not wanting to do it but warmed up and it went really well. 200 warm up, 4 x 500, 200 cool down.
Key West was predominantly gay and as such I probably had the most heterosexual sex there that Ive ever had. Girls would arrive on vacation ready for romance only to find that every hot guy was gay. So when they found a straight guy they would be like "oh finally yes take me take me!".
Working at the bike rental place I'd meet most of the tourists the minute they arrived. The best way to get around the island was by bicycle, and we were the biggest and longest established rental place at the time. So people would check in to their guest house then come straight over to us to rent a bike.
One day I was in the office and saw this vision walking across the parking lot towards me. She had a tight teeshirt on with nothing underneath. Her breasts wernt huge, but they were perfect, perfectly round, perfectly sized and nipples perfectly sticking out. Her boobs arrived in the office in what seemed like 5 minutes before she did. Certainly long enough that by the time she came in the door I knew I had to have her.
Clem was at least 10 years older than me. Southern belle to the T. She got me into running and I did my first ever race with her in KW. After the race we had been on the roof top the tallest building in KW at the bar. In the elevator on the way down two business type guys on vacation were eyeing her up in her tight running clothes. They asked if she had beaten me in our race. In her most southern voice she answered, "oh no I never beat my man" I felt about 10 feet tall and we went on that night to have some wild crazy sex.
She was only in KW for a short vacation and when she left we stayed in touch, as much as you could do in the 80's with letters now and again. I left and went back to the Uk shortly after that and she continued to write to me and even called a couple of times, much to the delight of my mother who asked "who is that woman with that accent!" She sent me a little care package onetime of a running bible and other running gear. Finally we drifted apart, but when I moved to Atlanta in 92 where I knew she lived I tried to find her, but never could.
So when saw something the other day with someone with the same name, it made me think of her and I signed online and tried again to search for her. It seems 2 months ago she finally got a FB account and there are a couple of other references to her. Its strange to see someone in their 60's that was so hot when you knew them. She looks like she still has her lovely southern style and charm to her. How old we are all getting. I sent her a message on Fb and damn if she didn't reply. She's currently down in Ecuador, and she made a little remark about our hot nights and that she is still a little fox on the sly.
Yesterday Toni txtd again. Why is it we are attracted to the crazies. What is it about them that makes them so appealing, so desirable, so damn hot. I know she's also so bad news, she has to be, I'm sure of it, and I'm sure it's going to be big trouble down the road.
A few txts back and forth and the next thing I know we are meeting out at a tourist attraction in town. Its a sort of animal sanctuary and she'd been spending the day with the kids, taking them to the museum because its free for locals on Friday and then to this place because she got a really cheap locals family pass. We all sat in my van for a while. The kids were really sweet, L giving me big hugs and N being quite the gent. N was looking at the pass she had just bought and then blabbed "you put rogers name down" When Toni got the pass they had asked for all the familys names and I don't know if she planned it or it just happened, but she put my name down. We went into the attraction and she handed over the ticket and because it was a new pass they needed to take a picture of the "family" so we all had our picture taken together as a little family unit.
Even with the nasty and crazy txt;s that went back and forth with T and I, the minute we saw each other we were back in each others arms. While walking around the attraction she had her hand round me on my ass and mine on hers and now and again up her so short skirt. "oh dear Ive got no nickers on" she coyly quipped, knowing that that would make me check all the more often. I know this is going to be a disaster, but its that damn train wreck again, and I'm staring right at it. Other than the dirty flirting, she was so sweet, so normal, it made me wonder if maybe its me that’s crazy and not her.
Got a really good swim in yesterday. Started out not wanting to do it but warmed up and it went really well. 200 warm up, 4 x 500, 200 cool down.
