At the time, my husband's involvement in his own project and his intern was taking a toll on me and I didn't realize it... the exotic beauty was busy manipulating my husband, and I think a part of me accepted the trade. It did after all keep him occupied, and that allowed me time to enjoy my game.
It was around this time I got the phone... time is accelerated on the internet, and I could only put my greek god off for so long before I had to give him a number. And once I got the phone, we began trading phone calls, steamy voicemail teases and sexting whenever possible, there was no turning back. I was in too deep, I was completely addicted and he was my drug, and I often told him this. We talked... we discussed real life issues and interests from time to time, which of course sunk us deeper...
During this time, he pressed non-stop for video, more pictures, talked about a face to face meeting... I explained my cell didn't have a camera (back in 2006 that wasn't that unusual), but the video was harder. I didn't have a webcam, that I could explain in the short term, but then was the pressing for sending him a video through the mail. I was also spending countless hours finding pictures of this person I was using as my online self... the woman I had selected had a number of pics of herself, but I exhausted them all... and my friend wanted revealing images, so I spent my time searching through her friends myspace pages, cropping pictures, and searching through flickr for anything that would pass.
I needed time, and a google search of his name provided me the perfect way to buy it... because what turned up was his ad for his house he was selling, with a personalized description written in his own words... starter home for himself and the wife...
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