I met Sandar the magnificent in a bar.
I had been working 100 hour weeks, was the single mom of two leetle girls and was drinking like a fish. I'd like to say it was to compensate for the stress, but I was just your average, working alcoholic.
I took several thou from the bank, dropped the girls at their grandmother's house and decided to do nada but party solid for a week. At the end of that week I was either going to kill myself or go into rehab. Miserable stuff.
Two bud's of mine and moi went to the Riverwalk in San Antonio and were at a place called Dick's Last Resort. A place with picnic tables lined up where the wait staff is rude, demeaning and fun on purpose. My kinda place, but it was the Riverwalk and I thought still a leetle too chee-chee.
We were sitting there drinking Lone Star beer and slamming shots of Jack when three purdy gals sat down with us. They had no choice as the place is popular and it was the only picnic table open.
Sandy was the president of her local WOMPI group (Women of the Motion Picture Industry), worked for Paramount Pictures and was chairing their international meeting in San Antonio at the Riverwalk. Over a thousand gals from all over the world injected like a drug onto San Antonio.
Needless to say, they were classy and we were t-shirts, jeans and boots. They were Cadillacs and we were Harley. I fell in love at first sight and danced with her only. She was there to party (also a single mom of two) and I kept showing up on the riverwalk to find her and party with her.
I snuck into their final, black tie affair by belly crawling under a table where a bunch of seasoned old gals fed me off their plates. She didn't notice me till she got up on stage and was giving a speech. Thunderstruck? Indeed. Speechless? It happened. Black tie affair, motorcycling, tee-shirted/jean guy sitting under a table of giggling old crows being hand fed.
It was the last night before she had to go back to Dallas. I begged for her number, she gave me her bidness card. I told her I prolly wouldn't see her for awhile as I was going into rehab. She said she'd never had that effect on a man before. She told me I was a convention fling. She told me I was nice. She told me I was weird (she still tells me that). She got on the plane.
I did a lot of thinking in rehab, worked the program and came up with a new idea for a bidness that didn't involve as much work. I called her on the phone at her job every day. I formulated my bidness plan.... professionally and personally.
I gets out and send her a round trip plane ticket and then go sit at the airport and wait. She shows up!
I'd pop by her office in Dallas to take her to lunch.
I kept buying her plane tickets for every weekend. She kept showing up.
We talked on the phone.
I eventually asked her to marry me. Her mother had a screaming hissy fit. We got married.
Later on, and in retrospect, she told me that when I was courting her she wasn't quite sure most the time if it wasn't stalking.
She still lived in Dallas and flew in every weekend.
About four months later I walked into her office and yelled, "I'm taking my wife out of here, any of you tassle footed faggots want to try and stop me?" She came with me laughing and never looked back.
It was quite a culture shock for her moving from Dallas (her home town) to South Tejas. She went from over 300 power suits (with accessories, can't foget the frigging accessories) to flip flops and shorts. From working at Paramount pictures to being self employed. I don't imagine, nor do I fool myself, for one second she would have done that if I was broke, she was in love, but not stupid. She's still in love and still not stupid..... sigh.
She adopted my children and is the joy of my life. Incidentally, Joy is her middle name.
She's now my wife, best friend and bidness partner. I would rather be with her than anyone else, and usually am.
Life has been good to us, and sweet to us, and tragic and hard. Through it all we've stood together side by side. I just told her last night that life could do anything to me it wanted to and it wouldn't matter as I had the love of a good woman.
Who could ask for anything more?
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