Stella_Omega
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... that sounds like a "yes"... 
First Crushes
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Well, my first serious crush was on a redhead with the beautiful name of Eva, who looked a bit like Pippy Longstockings... which might have been part of the fascination since I was nine at the time. I used to have weird erotic dreams about her. I remember that she was shy and very bright and had fabulous freckles.
It was publicly known at least amongst my schoolmates at the time, since I was one of about five guys who had a crush on her. We tried to get her "out to play" but somehow that never materialised.
Later in life I ususally fancied girls/women with a similar haircolour to mine - until fairly recently, since my current gf (I met here of all places) is a redhead too... and very bright also (+ freckled now)... so I guess that went full circle after all.
It was publicly known at least amongst my schoolmates at the time, since I was one of about five guys who had a crush on her. We tried to get her "out to play" but somehow that never materialised.
Later in life I ususally fancied girls/women with a similar haircolour to mine - until fairly recently, since my current gf (I met here of all places) is a redhead too... and very bright also (+ freckled now)... so I guess that went full circle after all.
Stella_Omega
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You don't! You just have to convince Imp that you are.Belegon said:
Act out a little. Wear black leather jeans and a white wifebeater... And keep that look of defiance. hell, she wrote the script! We can make her sooo happy...
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My first crush was when I was in kindergarten...her name was Deanna. It lasted until partway through the 1st grade when her father got transfered...both our fathers were in the navy. I think alot of people knew about the crush I had on her.
The next one, 2nd grade, was Shelia. We played at both houses and Shelia was actually my first (closed mouth) kiss.
After that, it jumps to the 6th grade...her name was Maryanne. Even though we were in the same class, I dont remember ever talking in school, although we would talk for hours on the phone at night. This was LOOOONG before computers, like 1971.
The next one, 2nd grade, was Shelia. We played at both houses and Shelia was actually my first (closed mouth) kiss.
After that, it jumps to the 6th grade...her name was Maryanne. Even though we were in the same class, I dont remember ever talking in school, although we would talk for hours on the phone at night. This was LOOOONG before computers, like 1971.
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My first crush?
Well the first one I can remember was fairly late for me.
I was 14 and working weekends on fishing boats. I had long hair, (to my ass) and worked. She, Dawn, was the daughter of the captain of another boat. She had super short hair and was more than a bit of a rebel. We saw each other occasionaly on the docks. Then her father headed north to Maine for a while.
The next time I saw her was when I was 16. I was still working on the boats but now had a bike. (Kawa 100 Enduro.) Her father moved back to the Cape and she was enrolled in my school. She still had short spiky hair, only now she had added some colors to it. Her clothing was what we called Punk at the time. (Cut jeans and slashed layered T-Shirts with heavy boots.) I still had long hair in twin braids and tended to wear a dark brown Duster over my jeans and Flannels.
We were both outcastes in the school and we still saw each other on the docks. It started with me giving her a ride to her fathers boat one day after school. (If she rode the bus she got attacked, usually verbally but occasionaly physically.) Soon I was picking her up for school and driving her home after school. We were together for several years before it ended all too soon.
My next was with a woman my age when I was 18. She was a six foot tall redhead named Mikhaila. We raised holy hell together for a bit over a year. (Picture a 5'6" bald guy and a 6'0" redhead tearing around Europe on a BMW Motorcycle in full leathers and trying to break furniture where ever we stopped.)
Both of these crushes were very public, we didn't try to hide them.
Has my taste changed? Not that you would notice.
My wife has red hair as well, and is just as quietly insane as I am.
Cat
Well the first one I can remember was fairly late for me.
I was 14 and working weekends on fishing boats. I had long hair, (to my ass) and worked. She, Dawn, was the daughter of the captain of another boat. She had super short hair and was more than a bit of a rebel. We saw each other occasionaly on the docks. Then her father headed north to Maine for a while.
The next time I saw her was when I was 16. I was still working on the boats but now had a bike. (Kawa 100 Enduro.) Her father moved back to the Cape and she was enrolled in my school. She still had short spiky hair, only now she had added some colors to it. Her clothing was what we called Punk at the time. (Cut jeans and slashed layered T-Shirts with heavy boots.) I still had long hair in twin braids and tended to wear a dark brown Duster over my jeans and Flannels.
We were both outcastes in the school and we still saw each other on the docks. It started with me giving her a ride to her fathers boat one day after school. (If she rode the bus she got attacked, usually verbally but occasionaly physically.) Soon I was picking her up for school and driving her home after school. We were together for several years before it ended all too soon.
My next was with a woman my age when I was 18. She was a six foot tall redhead named Mikhaila. We raised holy hell together for a bit over a year. (Picture a 5'6" bald guy and a 6'0" redhead tearing around Europe on a BMW Motorcycle in full leathers and trying to break furniture where ever we stopped.)
Both of these crushes were very public, we didn't try to hide them.
Has my taste changed? Not that you would notice.
My wife has red hair as well, and is just as quietly insane as I am.Cat
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Oh I am sure there were others..... much Earlier.... John Moore's mother, for example.... I wasn't exactly sure what I wanted to do with her but I was pretty certain it would be without her clothes on.
But the first name... Nora Cooney. Dark haired Irish girl who played the clarinet in the school.. (I played brass instruments, of course) Just watching her wrap those sweet full lips around that reed.... sigh.
I also remember hanging out at her house on Friday night while her Father and brothers prepared Ham and Roast beef sandwhiches and waited for the clock to strike midnight.
We never had sex or anything close to it. Nora Cooney became a Nun.
Have my tastes changed?
No.... I still pretty much only want the ones I can't have.
-KC
But the first name... Nora Cooney. Dark haired Irish girl who played the clarinet in the school.. (I played brass instruments, of course) Just watching her wrap those sweet full lips around that reed.... sigh.
I also remember hanging out at her house on Friday night while her Father and brothers prepared Ham and Roast beef sandwhiches and waited for the clock to strike midnight.
We never had sex or anything close to it. Nora Cooney became a Nun.
Have my tastes changed?
No.... I still pretty much only want the ones I can't have.
-KC
