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The Seventeenth Virtual Symposium – Her Name was Heather, she was 15…
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The Seventeenth Virtual Symposium – Her Name was Heather, she was 15… … I was in my 20s, and I was dating her older sister. But it’s not that kind of story! This post is my contribution to the virtual symposium, edition # 17, which has been organized by humorlife. A list of other participants in this symposium can be found at Participants List For The Seventeenth Virtual Symposium The First Time . Heather’s older sister and I were lovers. First we were classmates, then unbeknownst to me frenemies, then friends, then lovers. I say unbeknownst to me, because she (Nancy) and a few other upper classman girls were warning freshmen girls to stay clear of me and my friends. There had been an incident a year before her and I started at the university… silly boys, and their silly games known as a “pig party”. Things got out of hand, boundaries of manners where exceeded, and a big brouhaha ensued in the aftermath. I never did hear a firsthand account of what happened from the gentleman at the center of it all, but we were friends… I had met him through a friend of mine from high school. Funny thing was, he was never in university at the same time my old girlfriend and I were, but he use to visit some mutual friends regularly, and I got painted with his brush, guilt by association, because we were usually together as a group in large social gatherings. Just to add one more twist; the gentleman at the center of the brouhaha had a girlfriend at the time, she and I became great friends, and that’s how Nancy and I moved from frenemies, to friends to lovers. I say we were lovers because, the sex was plentiful, we were very much in love, which was a first for me. I’m talking real love not the puppy infatuation stuff you have as a … the real McCoy. Our relationship had moved through the states of frenemies, friends then lovers because we had spent a lot of time together talking and getting to know everything about each other. I was keenly aware that there was at least one individual she was very close to, who would not be down with our relationship. He didn’t like any of her previous boyfriends he had met through her high school years, and I had one more strike against me, and that was the difference in our complexion. Nancy was Caucasian, and I obviously am not. Was there anyone else close to her who would not welcome us being together? Now where I grew up, just outside of Toronto the world was Caucasian… when I started high school, in a school of about 1600 I was one of about 30 non-Caucasian , (Asian, East Indian, and Middle-Eastern included), about 10 of us would be of African ancestry, so that whole interracial dating thing was old hat. But everyone kind of new everyone, someone you dated had an older or younger sibling who knew you, you played on the same sports teams, when to the same Fraternity/Sorority formals, belonged to the same churches, had attended a party or other social event at each other’s homes, so there were no great mysteries. There was a good chance you had interacted with family members of anyone you would be dating. Being taken home by Nancy to meet the family… that was a first… meeting a family that you have had no other connection with. Nancy grew up about 40 minutes north of me. Back then her community was rural, (it is no longer, suburbia has encroached), and I was from the suburbs, to a degree, we were from different worlds. I had actually visited her area once to play a playoff football game… her high school kind of just popped up out of nowhere, after we had been driving through fields and what we considered back roads forever. I remember we were all amazed at how many school busses they had. The buses endlessly rolling in and out of their parking lot, for about ½ hour as we stretched and warmed up for the game. We had about 2 school buses at our school; everyone walked or drove to our school. But I digress. One Sunday afternoon in late March, the moment had been dropped on me… we would be making the 75 minute drive to meet Nancy’s family for Sunday dinner. She was from a family of 5 girls and one boy. Her brother was the oldest and lived 5 hours away, so I knew he wouldn’t be there. I remember it felt like I could be facing a firing squad of ladies, and her mother. I was nervous, because this first meeting was different, it mattered more, I was in love, and all the what ifs are racing through my mind. We arrived, and walked into a 100 year old farm house. I am quickly introduced to one sibling, guided into the kitchen and introduced to Nancy’s mother and we take up seats around a kitchen table. Nancy begins idle chit chat with her mother and sister, and in walks Heather. We are introduced and she sits down beside me to my left. The chit chat continues between Nancy and her mother, with her mother occasionally throwing a question my way. I couldn’t quite get a read from her mother how she was feeling about this guy her had brought home… she seemed indifferent. But it felt like I was under the microscope, like I was being watched carefully. I turned to my left and there is Heather staring right at me. The look on her face put me totally at ease, we connected in an instant, and I knew that one family member was happy with who her older sister was dating. Heather is all grown up and in her mid-40’s now. While I dated her sister, and for a while after that, she was like a little sister to me. It’s getting close to 20 years since I last saw her, it was at Nancy’s wedding, but I will always remember how we connected that afternoon. That was the first time someone I was in a serious relationship with took me home to meet the family. Find pleasure in giving pleasure |
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What a wonderful story thanks so much for sharing it with us.. Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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KHU loved it great story! hugssssssssssss V Great contribution to this symposium Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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2/28/2016 3:33 pm |
- Articulate recollection; thanks for the contribution, and the story...
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What a wonderful story thanks so much for sharing it with us.. Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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Thanks Sis... In a few ways, you remind me of her. Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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KHU loved it great story! hugssssssssssss V Great contribution to this symposium Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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what an awesome tale!!!!
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- Articulate recollection; thanks for the contribution, and the story... Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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what an awesome tale!!!! Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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 . A real special time
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This is a great story Khu! Now I'm reminded of my first meet with family. Her mother hated everyone, and I was no exception! Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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What a great story! Thanks for sharing. Visit my blog It's a Mad, Mad, Mad World of NaughtyInSO, leave a comment, become a watcher. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ LIVE AND LET LIVE Be happy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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. A real special timeFind pleasure in giving pleasure
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This is a great story Khu! Now I'm reminded of my first meet with family. Her mother hated everyone, and I was no exception! Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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What a great story! Thanks for sharing. Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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Great story, thanks for sharing.
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Great story, thanks for sharing. Thank you for visitingFind pleasure in giving pleasure
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these moments of nerves is so nice to look over and find someone accepting of us ....great post Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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Family. What a great post. Kitkat The observant make the best lovers, I may not do right, but I do write, I have bliss, joy, and happiness in my life, Kitkat Come check out my blog KItkat1415 check out this post by me Adventures In Body Grooming #39 April Topic Link: What Lies Beneath If April Showers Oh Bloody Hell What Kind Of Weather Turns Me On Bloggers Symposium 40
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Great post. Meeting girlfriend's parents is always scary! 
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Family. What a great post. Kitkat Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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Great post. Meeting girlfriend's parents is always scary! Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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Always a moment of trepidation those first meets. She actually lived in the south end of Caledon. Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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Bonjour Khu Rencontrer sa future belle famille .... Aie  ♥ Bisou ♥ Poton ♥ Annie ♥ Hello Khu Meet his future family in-laws....Ouch  ♥ Kiss ♥ Annie ♥
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That's a lovely story...it reminds of the time my brother brought his future wife home. Thanks for sharing it with us. ~~Anais Nin~~
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