Most of the photos were really nothing to look at, but then I clicked on one of a guy from a town about 3 hours away. The photo was just a drivers license, but I really liked his pic and ad so I emailed him.

This lead to many months of emails that blossomed into a very openly flirty, romantic friendship quite rapidly. Finally, we met in March of 2000. It was a really bad time for me; I'd been going through family troubles and wasn't ready for a relationship, but he mistook my casual attitude as flirtiness and forged ahead with a romantic connection.

I just sort of let him cuddle me but didn't do anything in return and was pretty cold the second and third day, making excuses as to why I wasn't happy with him. I called everything off a week after he left and we emailed for a week or two then just sort of stopped.

Then, a month ago, I emailed him on a lark when I had nothing to do. All my family problems were over and I was quite ready for a relationship. It was amazing how quickly the romance blossomed again. We talked on the phone endlessly and fell deeply in love. Two weeks ago, he came down to visit me, unbeknownst to my parents (I am 19 but live at home) and it was as though I was meeting him for the first time. We hit it off this time and spent the entire weekend in our hotel room making sweet, sweet love. I've never felt anything so beautiful as when he touches me.

I know this is meant to last. He's coming down again in two weeks for an entire week while I house sit- lets just say I've splurged on several new pieces of lingerie already for the occasion! He's also hinting that he's going to propose, so I know this is for real.

"Angel"