Tabitha's Journey - (By invite only)

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This story is for myself and Tabitha07 only for now. Others may be invited later on.

This is Tabitha's journey into her submissive side, which she has thought about for many years. She has never fully indulged into these dark fantasies of hers, just thought about giving up part of herself to someone else completely.
 
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OCC:
Name: Tabitha Kathleen Hilton
Age: 28
Appearance: 5'1", 102 lbs, reddish brown hair, bluish-green eyes
Profession: Medical clinic manager


IC:

I can't believe I am actually looking for a date in the paper. What is wrong with me? Well, I need to get out of this house, so here goes nothing. Nope, that guys sounds way to creepy. No...No...No...Wait, what's this.

Are you looking for an adventure? Do you feel like life is passing you by? Want to explore all the possibilities that exist within your mind? Let your soul soar...call me and let your journey begin. Alex 555-856-3657.

Yeah, life is slipping by, I'm here alone on a Saturday night. I continue searching the ads but my eyes are drawn back to Alex's. What the hell, I reach for the phone and dial. He answered on the second ring, his voice was so amazing.
 
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OOC:
Name: Alexander Michael Beaumont
Age: 27
Appearance: 6'3", 270 lbs, dark brown hair, brown eyes, goatee
Profession: disabled veteran, and part time teacher

IC:

I hated going out to bars since I had left the Army, and I tended to be a very private person, so meeting women that weren't my students at the local community college was difficult. I had decided to place an ad in the local newspaper.

Are you looking for an adventure? Do you feel like life is passing you by? Want to explore all the possibilities that exist within your mind? Let your soul soar...call me and let your journey begin. Alex 555-856-3657.

The ad was to run for a week and I hoped to meet a woman that was a lady on the outside, but also a submissive yearning to be set free. The ad had started in Friday's paper but I hadn't gotten any replies.

It was now Saturday night and I was getting ready to watch a movie on HBO when the phone rang. I picked it up right after the second ring.

"Hello." I replied as I answered the phone.
 
I froze. This is stupid...What the hell am I doing? I can't believe I am calling a complete stranger for a date.

Damn that voice is hot though...

"Umm...Hello"

I can't believe how stupid that sounded. Great first impression, he is going to think I am an idiot or some crazy person.
 
The response I heard on the other end of the phone was one of complete confusion, but it was a very lovely voice. I knew from her voice I wanted to meet her.

"Hi," I replied, "are you calling about the ad?"

Since I wasn't expecting any calls I guessed that she was eitehr a wrong number or calling aobut the ad.
 
I don't know what is wrong tonight. I made this decision and now I am embarrassing myself. What is wrong with me?

"Ummm..."

Okay, this is where he hangs up. Why would anyone want to meet someone who has been unable to form a complete sentence?

I hold my breath and wait for the inevitable. I can't believe how nervous I am. My palms are so sweaty. Maybe he will find it endearing rather than totaly creepy.
 
She was a total wreck by the way she was talking. I could tell she was very nervous about this.

"It's okay. Take a deep breath and we'll try this again." I chuckled in amusement at her nervousness.

She could be just the one I am lookkng for I thought to myself.
 
I broke out into a nervous giggle,

“Okay, sorry. Yes, I’m calling about the ad. I’ve never done anything like this before. I’m sorry to bother you so late. I really don’t know what to say, sorry,”

I stopped to catch my breath. Now, add insane to the list of fabulously frighting qualities. No wonder I was alone on a Saturday night. I waited to see if he would run screaming or give me more time to screw this up. I can't help giggling.
 
Her reply only confirmed what I was thinking of her from my initial impression. She was a nervous wrek outside of her own environment.

"First of all, stop apologizing." I said in a firm voice. "Second, what is your name?"

I was getting more and more interested in her as she struggled to hold a conversation with me. It was actually very amusing.
 
“Oh, sorry…shit…sorry…damn it,”

I finally stopped and stared at the phone. What the Hell! I couldn't believe how poorly this was going. But hey, he hasn't hung up yet so I took another deep breath and said, “Okay, my name’s Tabitha. What’s yours?”

I could here his breathing on the other end and felt my heart flutter. He had such a sexy voice and here I was acting like a shy schoolgirl.
 
"My name is Alex." I replied in a friendly manner. "Nice to meet you Tabitha. Would you like to talk on the phone for a bit or would you like to go get a cup of coffee?" I asked her.

I knew that giving her the choice of what to do would help to put her mind at ease. I could tell she was uncomfortable answering an ad in the newspaper to find a date.
 
I looked around the room as if there was someone there to ask. I really wanted someone to tell me what I should do.

Well, I guess a cup of coffee couldn't hurt. Hey, at least he still wanted to talk to me and after this call I am very surprised.

I knew deep down that if I didn't take this opportunity I wouldn't get another with him. I mustered up what little courage I had left and opened my mouth. Unfortunately, nothing came out. I felt like my vocal cords were paralyzed.
 
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The lack of a response from Tabitha to my question both surprised me and didn't. I could tell she was interested, but was probably still a bit nervous about the whole concept.

"Tabby, you there?" I asked in a soft and tender tone of voice. Hoping that would help put her at ease.
 
My heart fluttered when I heard that word.

“Wow, not too many people call me Tabby anymore.”

No one except my mother actually. I heard that way too much growing up and she still uses it. I hate when she does, it makes me feel like I am a child again. I think she does it on purpose to keep me feeling small.

I was just about to correct him when he spoke.
 
"I am sorry, do you prefer Tabitha?" I asked, speaking a little more softly. "I actually prefer Tabby, may I call you that?" I asked her.

I liked the name Tabby for her, it seemed to fit her personality. Even though I didn't know her, it just seemed to be right.
 
Before I knew what I was saying I had already told Alex it was fine for him to call me, Tabby.

I have no idea why, I can still hear her mother calling “Tabby Cat” from the kitchen window. It still made me want to run and hide but there was something about the way Alex said it…it almost seemed sexy coming from him.

Maybe, it won't be too bad. The way he said my name echoed in my head. Yeah, not bad at all.
 
"See you in half an hour then." I replied.

She didn't seem to be fully with our conversation after I had called her Tabby. I was wondering what she was thinking about. I knew that things were going well when she had agreed to meet for coffee tonight.
 
“What?” I stammered, trying to remember what I had just agreed to.

My mind had been lost in a childhood fog. I didn't hear what he had said.

This guy must think I am a complete basket case. I was never good at meeting new people but this was beyond ridiculous. I waited to hear his response, hoping he was not blowing me off.
 
“You said you would meet me at the coffee house on Main, in a half hour.* You haven’t changed your mind already, have you?” I asked her as I chuckled about the situation again.

I knew she was still interested, but I wanted to hear her reaction to my question. I was really beginning to like Tabby and her unique personality, and I hadn't even met her yet.
 
“No, I haven’t. A half hour is good." I said then quickly added "How will I know you?”

I glanced at the clock, wondering what I was going to wear. I don't have much time. My mind was racing. I was actually going to do this, meet a complete stranger.

I felt myself holding the breath in my chest, waiting for his description.
 
"I am 6' 3", dark hair, dark eyes....you will know me when you see me." I replied not afraid of her knowing what I looked like. The tension from her end was obvious, not hearing her breathing.
 
I finally release the breath I had been holding. 6'3" huh? He is so tall compared to me but then again most people are. I chuckled to myself.

Feeling a bit more relaxed about the meeting. I wondered if I would really know him when I saw him. He seemed so confident in everything he said. I instantly believed him.

“Good…well then... I’ll be…” I was in mid sentence when Alex interrupted.
 
“Forgive me but I want to be surprised,” he said, “Besides, I will know you when I see you, fair enough?” I laughed as I interrupted her.

I knew I would be able to spot her as soon as she arrived. I knew that her nervousness would still be there by the time she got to the coffee shop.
 
I couldn’t help but laugh. He was making it very easy to relax with him. As another knot of tension in my neck relaxed, I smiled and said

“Fair enough, see you in a bit”

Of course, he would be able to spot me I will be the one who trips and falls, or spills coffee on herself...of worse yet on him. I can't do this! What was I thinking?

I tried to steady myself...I have already made a fool of myself enough for one night...Oh shit, it has been 10 minutes...I am doomed.
 
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