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Kinky love story: The electronic carrier Pigeon

Present (07/11/2018)

Why is it that with time the way we see the world keeps changing? Sometimes a conversation with a close friend make us realize that is time to change our life, other times a book is our best friend. Sadly, we tend to change a lot of our perspective about life every time we get hurt. We lose the women of our life (or the one we thought it was the women of our life) and we decide love is not worth all the hassle. Other times, the death of a close one make us want to do more of life, but what if we just stop in a pub and decide that is time to change. Where do you start?

Past (10, February, 2018)

When we met I was technically single for two and an half years, that's what most people would say about me at least. Most of my weekends was spend with my close group of friends. In one sentence, two lesbian couples. I had taken this time to stop believing in love, to train myself on boundaries and self-respect and so I was ready. Ready to have fun, ready to have something real without an exhausting emotional investment. I was ready to enjoy life without complications. Life, although, had a different plan. In fact, we rarely get what we plan for and so we need to teach ourselves to become comfortable with change.

One Sunday morning I receive a text on my fetlife profile. Exciting. I remember to feel nervous before opening the message. Almost like my body could feel something was about to change. At that particular moment, something had already changed without me even realising it. I had allowed myself to be curious about something new, about someone new. When I open the message the first thing I realized was how long it was. It wasn't one of those meaningless, boring messages. It didn't start with an "OMG you are so hot!" and didn't stayed in the safe territory of "Hi, how are you?"

Instead her message said:

"I've been without a pup for several years now. Not through choice, just circumstances and life getting in the way. My desire to have a pup to stroke, command, cherish and collar is verging on obsessional. If you take a look at my profile and think I could be a potential new owner, pup pal or just provide casual puppy play dates then get in touch. You will see I am married, but he does not have to be involved at all. Have had separate long term relationships with men and women since being with my husband. Been into BDSM for about 10 years with around 6 years on here/ events, etc. Just travelling back from torture garden. Went with a girl sub that I'm friends with in London and would love to take a puppy with me next time if you think that we might work. I am on KiK if you use it – missgoldenstar. I am happy to give numbers or arrange skype... I am also potentially still a little drunk so will stop waffling and leave you to decide. Gorgeously stunning pictures... So... if I am not for you, then, good luck and sure you will have an amazing time on the scene xxx"

When I read it for the first time I couldn't believe it. I read it again and once more. We were all hangover by then. Me, my friends and apparently her. Yes, she had and still has a husband and he is comfortable with she being with me. I wasn't unaware of open relationships. I was once interested on starting one myself. It didn't really work, but I knew I could do it.

Before any other action I went to check her profile, I read it, checked her pictures and asked myself "What have I done to deserve this women?". Everyone knew that this could led to nothing but disappointment, after all, we can be whomever we want to be in a virtual world. Rather earlier, my past experiences would remember me that we can't really trust people until we meet them out of the World Wide Web, still, a fresh feeling of hope had invaded my soul. I had to reply.