Old 12-26-2007, 06:16 PM   #1
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A Wild Kind of Love

Some time ago I scribed a great story about a wildrness loving couple with a great lady that left Lit to deal with some real live marrital issues. I have no regrets about writing the story, but regret having to stop what we started. I would like to recapture the theme of the story with someone new. I don't want to recreate the story, but enjoy the idea with someone else. I would like woman who likes to write and likes relationship stories. I don't like short little posts and sex right away. I love writing erotic stuff but I like building up to it and enjoying the foreplay that is writing. If you like what I have written below let me know and pm me with your ideas and we will work something out. Nothing is set in stone, but I like certain elements to be present. Also stories like this work great with flashbacks and a good backstory.


Chris Garrison what the hell happen to you?

I couldn't believe where I was at in my life. Some people would call it successful and a younger me would have called it selling out. As I looked at myself in the halway mirror I knew the young me was right. Three piece suit, Italian shoes, and a laptop case. Hair was styled and I looked like some guy from GQ. I was 36 years old and I couldn't believe who I had become. I longed for the days when it was hiking boots, jeans, and hooded sweat shirts, and my old warn out cloth backpack over my shoulder.

It wasn't just getting older I had always been fine with that, but I was now a coropate guy now. I had a trendy apartment filled with modern art whatever the hell that was, and furniture that looked good but wasn't comfortable to sit on. The fridge had take out food from only the most upscale places and things like goat cheese. What the hell happen to us. The us being me and my wife Sara...Sarah.

She and I met in college. I was a year ahead and a year older as she would always remind me. We met at a off campus bar and that night we knew we were soul mates. We stayed up all night talking and fell asleep in each other's arms after watching the sunrise. We started living together two weeks after we met. She was wonderful in every way. The next few years were nothing but laughs and adventures. We were always hiking and rock climbing and skipping class so we could work at camping and wilderness stores so we could get gear to feed our habits. We made love all the time and never slept apart if we could help it. Our friends thought we were disgustingly sweet.

Our parents gave up on us so we spent the next few years going to school on and off between adventures and jobs. Our resumes had to at least look interesting. Caretakers for cabins in the Canadian wilderness, park rangers at a gorilla preserve in Africa, brought supplies to Everest base camps and a bunch of other similar exotic occuptions. We worked at so many wilderness stores that we lost track. Somewhere we have basket filled with name tags.

The only constant was each other. We were tattooed free spirits and we loved it. One summer as life guards then working at a mall store, and then a semester of classes. One semesters we helped the ROTC cadets with rock climbing and that lead to civilian teaching jobs at the local military post and that got us on a plane to Alaska and jobs assisting scientists monitoring bears. I remember Sarah sing to her "teddy bears."

She was a great wife and I always felt happy to be with her and we were never apart. Never felt the need really. I remember getting hurt pretty bad in a mountain climbing accident and had to be flown to intensive care unit. We weren't married yet and some crusty old nurse made the mistake of telling Sarah only family could visit. Not sure what happen exactly, but I heard the yelling and saw the pissed off look in her eyes when she came back in. She said don't worry baby and slept in her sleeping bag next to me until I was out of intensive care. That was just how she was and giving her a ring really was a formality to me since I felt her love all the time.

When we finally graduated college we were both offered jobs at a big time Wilderness magazine. At first we laughed and said it would be selling out, but Sarah and I thought about and decided it would be good to work there for awhile. We could earn a lot of money in just a few years and then could buy a farm and start having babies. We laughed and we agreed. We arrived at the Manhattan corporate office in ripped jeans and hiking boots and planned to stay long enough to make enough money to get a good size down payment.

That was the plan anyway, but it didn't happen. The longer we spent there the more we were sucked into world where we didn't belong. We started weaing suits, and spent the weekends with our new "friends' instead of hiking. Instead of buying a country house we rented an upscaled apartment and started throwing money away in rent. We hid our old beatup suburban we bought in college and leased a sports car though we were in the city.

Now none of those things sound that bad, but we started to treat each other badly. We didn't talk about anything. We would come home after work eat take out at the opposite ends of the table said a few words if one of us wasn't on a cell phone. We didn't touch each other. We didn't make love and we didn't talk about what happen.

We had wanted kids badly, but we kept putting it off so we could provide for a baby right. Well we had an oops and Sarah got pregnant, and we were thrilled. Early on though Sarah lost the baby. The doctor said miscarriages like that happened for no reason, but said stress sometimes had negative effects. Well that was what I found out later. When Sarah called falling apart and bleeding in a crowded ER I had shut off her call to go to a meeting. Worse thing was we didn't talk about it at all.

We did get mad over nothing though. And threatening divorce became common place around the apartment. We used to say I love you every day and hug each other just because.

That was about a year go. What happen to the fun couple who loved each other and never wanted to live in a city. I threw the brief case into the mirror and smashed and walked down the hall stripping off my clothes like some tribal warrior getting bat to his roots. I wouldn't stay, I couldn't, and I wouldn't. I took a hot shower and messed up my hair and went digging threw the closet for my old clothes.

The jeans and t-shirt were a little tighter. I laughed. I still had a good body, but well sitting behind a desk is not a place for an active guy. I went to the fridge next and dumped out all the crappy food. I went to the stero next and had the Led Zeppelin cranked up high when Sarah walked in with a pissed off look and Thai food.

That started the mother of all fights about how we got there and how we loved each other and how we hated life here. We were dying and we couldn't stay. The screaming brought out the worst in us, but we got back to where we needed to be. We needed to quite and we needed to make the next move together.
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Old 12-27-2007, 02:20 AM   #2
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Old 01-02-2008, 02:29 AM   #3
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Old 01-04-2008, 01:49 PM   #4
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Old 01-10-2008, 02:00 PM   #5
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Old 01-24-2008, 06:36 PM   #6
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Sara wasnt sure if she could forgive her husbend for hanging up on her when she had been in the hospital by herself having a miss carage. It was also part of why she didnt sleep with him ether.

He was still as attractive as ever and she missed having him in bed with her, she even still wanted a dozen or so kids, but she was terrafide of another misscarage, and going threw it all agian on her own. She just couldnt do it, they had never talked about it, she didnt know how many times she had almost said something asked him why he had done that, but sence he never said anything she didnt ether it just lay there between them, but she did agree with him on the rest of it.

They had changed so much and all there plans hand gone out the window, it had been a shock comming home and seeing him dressed in his old cloths and listinging to Zeppelin again. She hadnt known what to think and had started yelling, and then when they were done sat down to talk with him.

your right, i think we should make some changes, were not the same people anymore, and i dont like it ether. Tho i think we should plan this out and take it one step at a time. The question is where do we start? she asked him standing near the kitchen counter the Thai food forgotten, between them.

Sara stood around 5ft 4in weaing around 120 lbs with long curly brown hair and green eyes. She was dressed in gray slacks with a matching jacket and a white button down blouse. Dimond studded earings, with a gold chain and hart shaped dimond pendant attatched.
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Old 03-08-2008, 11:22 PM   #8
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Old 06-24-2008, 03:11 AM   #10
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Still looking for a good female writer that can do more than write misspelled sentences. We're talking a good story with paragraphs.
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Old 06-27-2008, 03:31 AM   #11
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Giving this idea a little......bump
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