rock_on_my_cock's Blog

I was in the first year of a Foundation Degree in Business and I.T and not really enjoying it. My geeky friend (everyone needs one of them) introduced to mIRC - a text based way to chat to people from around the world.

We quickly circumnavigated the college network security and surely got addicted to chatting to people.

I got chatting to an Australian … girl. We instantly clicked and commenced chatting privately.

We started sending letters to one another, I distinctly remember hers were perfumed. I'd know it if I smelt it again.

So one thing led to another, we got webcams and phoned each other weekly. We sent presents. It was great. We blossomed.

I had to visit her, I just had to. My grandparents helpfully donated the airfare (£555 at the time) and I made my trip to the other side of the planet.

It was a long journey, 24 hours with stops. It wasn't exactly comfortable. Listening to Pink Floyd helped, although it was my legs that were Comfortably Numb. I was offered tea. I'll never refuse tea. To my horror, I knocked the boiling hot water over as it was being passed.

I'd fully scalded my lap.

I was in agony and had to sit the rest of the flight with damp trousers and a horrible burning sensation up my inner thigh.

We landed and I collected my luggage. It had been a long day, so I freshened up in the … area. That's when I had a look at my thigh. It was a dark pink colour, some of the skin was blistering. I moistened some paper towels and tried to dab them over my thigh. It's very hard to look inconspicuous at a public …

Pain temporarily quelled, I headed to the entrance of Melbourne Airport.

I spotted her instantly, we both smiled and embraced. I smelt her perfume which instantly took me back to eagerly opening one of her letters - Usually after a 3 week wait. I felt so good to finally touch her yet at the same time knowing more about her than anyone I'd ever known. It was ephemeral.

We found a taxi, so much to the taxi driver's delight we passionately kissed. A lot. Unfortunately, her hands kept wandering towards the scald. I got to the point where I winced so much she had to ask me what the problem was. I explained and she was a little taken aghast, but generally sympathetic.

I should take this moment to explain that she had run away from home. She left a note to her parents saying she was going to meet me, but not where. This should put their mind at rest a little bit.

We'd booked an apartment for my 10 day stay and had arranged for them to leave a key in the rear garden (because we'd be arriving around midnight).

It wasn't there.

This wasn't actually a problem because we were situated in a bustling, affluent part of the city and quickly found a hotel. It even had an en-suite Jacuzzi!

To cut an even longer story short. All the typing, talking and telecommunication had paid off. It was worth the wait. We worked around the scald and had a night to remember.

I slept for 17 hours straight after that. I distinctly remember waking up to the sight of her relaxing naked in the Jacuzzi.

I had the best 10 days of my life, I was introduced to her parents by day 4. By day 5 I was introduced to … home cooking which was an added bonus. They were generally laid back about their daughter running away to meet some guy off the internet.

Time crept up and us and I soon had to leave.