Jessmahule

I could have felt in love with him at first sight but he was only 22 years old.This rendez vous after much hesitation.

The first moments were very intense, he had a bunch of roses and a small box of chocolate, i love chocolate and he was handsome but 25... what a pity!

I gave no chance to this rendez vous but we spent a nice almost romantic evening, chatting and laughing, as good friends, he felt how reticent i was though and got shyer and very serious for a moment. At the end of the evening, before leaving, he became suddenly serious and made that weird and unexpected proposal.

My impression is that you are not interested in me, but i don't mind, I can love for two, I will marry you, we will learn to know each other, and everything will then come naturally.

My god! That was the first time during that dinner he was speaking so deeply.

I was wordless and said

"well eurhh, what a surprise, but you even don't know me really.You are too young for me, you could meet a girl you age"

"i don't need to meet a girl my age, i am talking to you"

I didn't want to hurt him after; a pause i suggested we take time to think about it again and have a serious discussion later.

We kissed each other as good mates after i had promissed to give him a call.

I gave a try several time but hang off before he answered and nothing ... I couldn't do that,I preferred to keep the memory of the handsome 25 year old young man who wanted to marry a woman he barely knew, me.

What would have you done?

Jessmahule

Two sweet young men had been selcted too. After the trader's call, I rang one of them.

I am meeting the « illustrator » today. Our phone discussion sounded quite natural, he had the same family name as one of my english teacher at secondary school, i used this coincidence as an introducing tool.

« I bet you are from Mister D's family, aren't you? »

« no i don't think so, this is a real coincidence, i have no teacher amoung my relatives »

We felt at easy very quickly.

"What about a walk in Paris? I love Place des Tertres in the 18 ème."

I didn't want to be caught walking side by side with him, i wouldn't be at ease walking in parisian streets with a 25 year old man. Four years difference meant a lot for me.

I feared people' judgement, i felt like a cheating person, an old lady taking advantage on a young man. At this period of my life, i used to have my african way of thinking. For me it was right to see a man older than his wife, not the other way.

He was waiting for an answer, any proposal so i said in a shy voice:

« Why not a diner at my place just you and me? »

Even today i am realising how crazy it was to invite a stranger at my place, any « darling » hiding behing a phone could change in a very dangerous one after all.

« Oh yes, good idea. So we arranged a rendez vous at 8 pm in the house where i used to live at french friends of mine. Remenber, those friends who tried to find my firt date.

I dressed very simply, it is bad to over dress when you are the hostess.At 8 the door bell rang, i saw a young, tall, slim walking shyly on the lane.

from stantonz

By jessmahule