Just one.

[December]

That was an incredibly cool story.

And I bet some people didn't even read it because, lord knows, around here you'd better say what you have to say in one three-sentence paragraph or you're just being too damn verbose.

*sigh*

I've had a few "just one" moments, but none of them are positive or inspirational, so I'll refrain from elaborating. But I'm always open to them. Maybe a good one will come my way someday... maybe even in the form of a big, scary-looking man darkening my path in the night.

Impressed in Ipanema,
Ellie

Eh, the people who feel that way probably wouldn't take anything meaningful or useful away from this thread anyways.

Your moments don't have to be positive or inspirational, they just have to have changed your life. I understand if you would prefer to keep yours to yourself. Thanks for the post, pretty.

 

[December]

Great story December. Thank you for sharing.

Thanks. And thank you for reading.

 

[Colonel Hogan]

I was in my mid-thirties and was going through an extended time of unemployment and it was getting me down bad. I was thinking about switching to any number of different careers, and felt like I was losing job skills by not gaining recent experience on the latest computer publishing and graphics programs. I was trying to second guess every interviewer's hidden agenda in every interview.

Finally, I got hooked up with a pretty good job counselor who finally put my head on straight. "Resumes, job history, references -- they're all for the purpose of helping the employer answer three basic questions."

"What are they?" I asked.

"Can you do the job, do you want to do the job, and are you a good fit in their culture? At the same time, you have three questions you are trying to get answered. What do you think they are?"

"I have no idea." (Duhhhhh).

"Can you do the job? Do you want to do the job? Is their culture a good fit for you?"

It was like a bright light entered the room. I suddenly realized that the best employment relationship was like most other good relationships. Actually being the right person was a lot better than pretending to be the right person."

When the right fit came along, I knew I would stand out from the so-called competition and everything else would likely "fall" into place. And it did.

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Great story Dec, salvation comes in strange disguises.

 

[sufisaint]

Had few moments but what comes to mind was when I was working as lawyer for a small litigation firm. Long hours, heavy case load and just mean greedy nasty people. I hated to go to work everyday but had a child, a mortgage and wife who wanted a new car, a bigger house with a pool and all the other stuff. It got so bad that i began to throw up my breakfast in the morning. On the drive to work one day i had to pull over to the side of the road and get sick. As leaned out my car and vomited I saw all these beautiful wild flowers blowing in a soft summer breeze and it just hit me...how much I been missing seeing all the little things that make life worth living because i was so wrapped up in this total bullshit existence that i got myself into...I drove to work and literally wept thinking of all that i had missed...that was the beginning of the end of my "normal" life.

 

[December]

Had few moments but what comes to mind was when I was working as lawyer for a small litigation firm. Long hours, heavy case load and just mean greedy nasty people. I hated to go to work everyday but had a child, a mortgage and wife who wanted a new car, a bigger house with a pool and all the other stuff. It got so bad that i began to throw up my breakfast in the morning. On the drive to work one day i had to pull over to the side of the road and get sick. As leaned out my car and vomited I saw all these beautiful wild flowers blowing in a soft summer breeze and it just hit me...how much I been missing seeing all the little things that make life worth living because i was so wrapped up in this total bullshit existence that i got myself into...I drove to work and literally wept thinking of all that i had missed...that was the beginning of the end of my "normal" life.

That is totally awesome. Stuff like this is cool to hear about.

 

[December]

I was in my mid-thirties and was going through an extended time of unemployment and it was getting me down bad. I was thinking about switching to any number of different careers, and felt like I was losing job skills by not gaining recent experience on the latest computer publishing and graphics programs. I was trying to second guess every interviewer's hidden agenda in every interview.

Finally, I got hooked up with a pretty good job counselor who finally put my head on straight. "Resumes, job history, references -- they're all for the purpose of helping the employer answer three basic questions."

"What are they?" I asked.

"Can you do the job, do you want to do the job, and are you a good fit in their culture? At the same time, you have three questions you are trying to get answered. What do you think they are?"

"I have no idea." (Duhhhhh).

"Can you do the job? Do you want to do the job? Is their culture a good fit for you?"

It was like a bright light entered the room. I suddenly realized that the best employment relationship was like most other good relationships. Actually being the right person was a lot better than pretending to be the right person."

When the right fit came along, I knew I would stand out from the so-called competition and everything else would likely "fall" into place. And it did.

I personally love it when the one thing that happens is a person. People are so interesting in general. I love thinking about people out there who have no idea they changed someone's life somehow. Secret heroes walking among us.

 

[December]

Great story Dec, salvation comes in strange disguises.

I agree, it really does.

I am watching you watching me.

 

[Peregrinator]

1)December, this thread is fucking wonderful.

Had few moments but what comes to mind was when I was working as lawyer for a small litigation firm. Long hours, heavy case load and just mean greedy nasty people. I hated to go to work everyday but had a child, a mortgage and wife who wanted a new car, a bigger house with a pool and all the other stuff. It got so bad that i began to throw up my breakfast in the morning. On the drive to work one day i had to pull over to the side of the road and get sick. As leaned out my car and vomited I saw all these beautiful wild flowers blowing in a soft summer breeze and it just hit me...how much I been missing seeing all the little things that make life worth living because i was so wrapped up in this total bullshit existence that i got myself into...I drove to work and literally wept thinking of all that i had missed...that was the beginning of the end of my "normal" life.

2) May I say that you are one of my favorite posters here? I know we disagree on some stuff, but I really enjoy reading you.


3) My moment:

I was a sophomore in college. It was the first few days of the year and my friend Tom and I had established a sort of fun guy, party dudes persona (probably because we were both total dorks in high school, but had spent the previous year making up for that). There was a dorm party/mixer, a meet and greet kinda "this is your home for the next school year and these are your neighbors" thing. Tom and I naturally zeroed in on a couple of nubile female students and when the party broke up, asked them if they wanted to go to happy hour with us. One of them said no. The other asked if she could bring her friend. Sure, we said, of course.

The friend is the current Lady P. There's a whole lot more time and narrative, but that's how I met her the first time. There is nothing more important to me and there is no person who, even in those intervening years hen we had no contact at all, ever came close to seeing me as perfectly and loving me without judgment as she has. Nothing has ever had the deep and lasting impact on my life that the relationship that formed that night has.

 

[cubbies]

One look, one sentence, phrase, action, deed. One paragraph, one speech, one idea, movie, book, person, place or thing. Sometimes one is all it takes.

Some of you know that I spent some time living on the streets in my younger years. One night, I was walking through Stanley park in Vancouver. I'd lost track of my sleep buddies ( street kids like to sleep in pairs or groups for safety) and they were somewhere else in the park. We'd all been drinking, smoked a few joints. I was by myself, walking along one of the paths in the park. There was some lighting but I was between lights, it was fairly dark on either sides of the pathway. I was mostly drunk, totally stoned, and bleeding because I'd tripped on a tree root and slammed my stupid drunken face into a mother of a tree. I was dirty, my clothing full of patches sewn in place with dental floss. I wore everything I owned in the pack on my back. I started thinking I was getting too old for this shit. I started thinking maybe I wanted out of that lifestyle. Maybe I wanted to start living instead of just surviving.

Just then I heard a crack to the side of the path, as I looked to my right a very tall homeless (?) man stepped out of the shadows and directly in front of me. He wore a long tattered coat, and layers of clothing. No back pack, no sleep gear. He leaned on a cane/walking stick. He was black and he had grey dreadlocks, a lot of missing teeth and he smelled terrible. I was scared of him. He looked me right in the eye, smirked a bit and said one sentence. "Little birds can't fly with broken wings." Then he crossed the path and disappeared into the trees/dark on the other side.

I took it as a sign. I felt like I was the little bird, and that my wings were broken. I felt with everything in me that it was some kind of amazing sign. I knew immediately that my time living on the streets was done. Somehow, in that moment after he walked away, everything changed. All it took was one sentence, from one man who appeared lost, but very well may have been more sure of where he was in life than anyone else I've ever met. The next day I bought clean clothes at the thrift store, pawned anything I could, collected debts, begged, borrowed and stole and came up with enough money to rent a room in a hotel for one month. During that month I got a job, enrolled in college, got off the streets, mentally said goodbye to the street kids I grew up with. At the end of that month I was really hungry but I'd saved all my earnings and had enough to pay the security deposit and first month's rent on my very first apartment. I never did sleep outside again after that night in the park.

Are there any "just one" moments in your life? Moments where just one thing changed everything for you in some way? I think we need to live for those moments more. I think those moments are really important to each of our life stories.

That was a nice story. However, you asked. Yes. The older I get, the harder it is to deal with it.

 

[CHNOPS]

He looked me right in the eye, smirked a bit and said one sentence. "Little birds can't fly with broken wings."

Maybe he was having a private argument with Paul McCartney.

 

[December]

1)December, this thread is fucking wonderful.




2) May I say that you are one of my favorite posters here? I know we disagree on some stuff, but I really enjoy reading you.


3) My moment:

I was a sophomore in college. It was the first few days of the year and my friend Tom and I had established a sort of fun guy, party dudes persona (probably because we were both total dorks in high school, but had spent the previous year making up for that). There was a dorm party/mixer, a meet and greet kinda "this is your home for the next school year and these are your neighbors" thing. Tom and I naturally zeroed in on a couple of nubile female students and when the party broke up, asked them if they wanted to go to happy hour with us. One of them said no. The other asked if she could bring her friend. Sure, we said, of course.

The friend is the current Lady P. There's a whole lot more time and narrative, but that's how I met her the first time. There is nothing more important to me and there is no person who, even in those intervening years hen we had no contact at all, ever came close to seeing me as perfectly and loving me without judgment as she has. Nothing has ever had the deep and lasting impact on my life that the relationship that formed that night has.

That's sweet. Clearly you were meant for each other, she is one of your 'just ones'. Obviously the most important 'just one'. Fantastic story, Perg.

I'm still not smooching your pooper, though.

 

[December]

That was a nice story. However, you asked. Yes. The older I get, the harder it is to deal with it.

What do you mean?

 

[cubbies]

What do you mean?

Mistakes made in the youth. At the time, because you (I) are young and dumb, you (I) don't understand the gravity of the mistake.

The older I get (twenty years), the more remorseful I get. I don't even understand the person I was 20 years ago and I want to go back and smack the shit out of myself.

 

[Peregrinator]

That's sweet. Clearly you were meant for each other, she is one of your 'just ones'. Obviously the most important 'just one'. Fantastic story, Perg.

I'm still not smooching your pooper, though.

You know, if you really want to smooch my pooper, she won't mind.


But, yeah. I've posted the story a thousand times, but there's something eternal and untouchable about us. Lady P and I are just...meant to be. And there's nothing that could happen now that would ever threaten that. It's an incredibly secure thing.

 

[cubbies]

You know, if you really want to smooch my pooper, she won't mind.


But, yeah. I've posted the story a thousand times, but there's something eternal and untouchable about us. Lady P and I are just...meant to be. And there's nothing that could happen now that would ever threaten that. It's an incredibly secure thing.

I have an incredibly secure thing. Cheers.

 

[RobDownSouth]

That is awesome, haha. Did that one stroke change your life somehow, though? Whether it did or not I dig the story.

Well, yes, it did change things fundamentally for me, insofar as sex was concerned....I realized that my good looks and 6 5/8" shaft would only get me so far in life. Good looks are transient...I needed real bedroom skillz.

I focused relentlessly on the pursuit of the perfect female orgasm. I got my "staying power" to 3 rounds easily in one hour, and also raise my "cumming power" to 6 power spurts and a splat vector of .45. I've cum within two inches of hitting the ceiling fan, and I'm confident that with regular workouts I can hit it within a year or so.

This focus was what allowed me to win the 2007 Literotica Cybersex Championship (Masters Division - Over 40). I know a lot of people have said that I drew the most favorable pairings in Lit history, but a little context is in order. Yes, I did have the fortune of drawing cookiejar in the preliminaries, but you'll recall I was the first non-conservative she'd had in 6 years of competition and things were a bit awkward at first. Not too awkward as it turned out, (whew!) as she climaxed in 1 min 52 seconds with 4 style points.

Perg had JustSkye in the prelims right behind me at 2:05 and CrackerJackHrt finished off Morcheeba in a respectable 2:20.

Everyone said that I had it easy (guys that drew cookiejar had reached the finals in 4 of the previous 5 years) but tend to overlook the fact that I had lorilei13 in the phonesex round that year. Now, I love Lorelei to death, but sometimes it's very hard to tell when she climaxes over the phone. The judges had to review the audio three times.

I did catch a break when Dixon Carter Lee had a "failure to launch" in the semis (that was DCL's last year in competition), and I had a pre-Litfan Slave_ as my partner in the Yahoo Messenger round.

What people to this day don't realize is that I had to scramble for a partner in the finals after Warrior Queen had to withdraw (post-piercing inflammation). Laurel finally assigned me Tristesse. I'd never been paired with Tristesse before, and there we were in the finals!

We started out okay, had a few bumps in the road ("uh Rob? I'm not blonde!") but then hit our stride. Then, disaster: the battery on her silver bullet died. Completely. I've had this happen before but never in the finals!! We finished in a respectable 4:02 the old-fashioned way (manually) and I took the trophy overall on points.

I retired from active cybersex competition that year....I thought it was good to go out "on top" (even though technically my partners were usually the ones "on top" )

Are you going to compete in the 12th annual Lit cybersex championship in April?

 

[cubbies]

Well, yes, it did change things fundamentally for me, insofar as sex was concerned....I realized that my good looks and 6 5/8" shaft would only get me so far in life. Good looks are transient...I needed real bedroom skillz.

I focused relentlessly on the pursuit of the perfect female orgasm. I got my "staying power" to 3 rounds easily in one hour, and also raise my "cumming power" to 6 power spurts and a splat vector of .45. I've cum within two inches of hitting the ceiling fan, and I'm confident that with regular workouts I can hit it within a year or so.

This focus was what allowed me to win the 2007 Literotica Cybersex Championship (Masters Division - Over 40). I know a lot of people have said that I drew the most favorable pairings in Lit history, but a little context is in order. Yes, I did have the fortune of drawing cookiejar in the preliminaries, but you'll recall I was the first non-conservative she'd had in 6 years of competition and things were a bit awkward at first. Not too awkward as it turned out, (whew!) as she climaxed in 1 min 52 seconds with 4 style points.

Perg had JustSkye in the prelims right behind me at 2:05 and CrackerJackHrt finished off Morcheeba in a respectable 2:20.

Everyone said that I had it easy (guys that drew cookiejar had reached the finals in 4 of the previous 5 years) but tend to overlook the fact that I had lorilei13 in the phonesex round that year. Now, I love Lorelei to death, but sometimes it's very hard to tell when she climaxes over the phone. The judges had to review the audio three times.

I did catch a break when Dixon Carter Lee had a "failure to launch" in the semis (that was DCL's last year in competition), and I had a pre-Litfan Slave_ as my partner in the Yahoo Messenger round.

What people to this day don't realize is that I had to scramble for a partner in the finals after Warrior Queen had to withdraw (post-piercing inflammation). Laurel finally assigned me Tristesse. I'd never been paired with Tristesse before, and there we were in the finals!

We started out okay, had a few bumps in the road ("uh Rob? I'm not blonde!") but then hit our stride. Then, disaster: the battery on her silver bullet died. Completely. I've had this happen before but never in the finals!! We finished in a respectable 4:02 the old-fashioned way (manually) and I took the trophy overall on points.

I retired from active cybersex competition that year....I thought it was good to go out "on top" (even though technically my partners were usually the ones "on top" )

Are you going to compete in the 12th annual Lit cybersex championship in April?

march baby. yyyyyyyyyyyYYYYYeeeeeEaaaaaAAAAAAhHHHHHHHH!

 

[RobDownSouth]

march baby. yyyyyyyyyyyYYYYYeeeeeEaaaaaAAAAAAhHHHHHHHH!

It's Pro-Am. Amateurs are in March. Professionals in April.

 

[cubbies]

It's Pro-Am. Amateurs are in March. Professionals in April.

pitchers and catchers in february....

 

[CHNOPS]

Because of the song. About the bird. With the broken wing. And the flying.

 

[John Doe]

"You are remembered for the rules you break. Not the rules you follow." --General Douglas MacArthur

 

[December]

Well, yes, it did change things fundamentally for me, insofar as sex was concerned....I realized that my good looks and 6 5/8" shaft would only get me so far in life. Good looks are transient...I needed real bedroom skillz.

I focused relentlessly on the pursuit of the perfect female orgasm. I got my "staying power" to 3 rounds easily in one hour, and also raise my "cumming power" to 6 power spurts and a splat vector of .45. I've cum within two inches of hitting the ceiling fan, and I'm confident that with regular workouts I can hit it within a year or so.

This focus was what allowed me to win the 2007 Literotica Cybersex Championship (Masters Division - Over 40). I know a lot of people have said that I drew the most favorable pairings in Lit history, but a little context is in order. Yes, I did have the fortune of drawing cookiejar in the preliminaries, but you'll recall I was the first non-conservative she'd had in 6 years of competition and things were a bit awkward at first. Not too awkward as it turned out, (whew!) as she climaxed in 1 min 52 seconds with 4 style points.

Perg had JustSkye in the prelims right behind me at 2:05 and CrackerJackHrt finished off Morcheeba in a respectable 2:20.

Everyone said that I had it easy (guys that drew cookiejar had reached the finals in 4 of the previous 5 years) but tend to overlook the fact that I had lorilei13 in the phonesex round that year. Now, I love Lorelei to death, but sometimes it's very hard to tell when she climaxes over the phone. The judges had to review the audio three times.

I did catch a break when Dixon Carter Lee had a "failure to launch" in the semis (that was DCL's last year in competition), and I had a pre-Litfan Slave_ as my partner in the Yahoo Messenger round.

What people to this day don't realize is that I had to scramble for a partner in the finals after Warrior Queen had to withdraw (post-piercing inflammation). Laurel finally assigned me Tristesse. I'd never been paired with Tristesse before, and there we were in the finals!

We started out okay, had a few bumps in the road ("uh Rob? I'm not blonde!") but then hit our stride. Then, disaster: the battery on her silver bullet died. Completely. I've had this happen before but never in the finals!! We finished in a respectable 4:02 the old-fashioned way (manually) and I took the trophy overall on points.

I retired from active cybersex competition that year....I thought it was good to go out "on top" (even though technically my partners were usually the ones "on top" )

Are you going to compete in the 12th annual Lit cybersex championship in April?

Haha! I started reading this as though it were real, it just kept getting funnier and funnier.

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

I lived in the streets too!

 

[December]

I lived in the streets too!

Were you the old man in the park??