Tracy, The Second Woman I Slept With

(Previous Story: Harriet, Number One.)

I used to love online Multi User Domains. It was back in the days that I had lots of spare time on my hands. Throughout my senior year in college, I became a regular on a certain MUD and I began to make some friends. I had fun, but nowadays I think I've outgrown MUDding. I just don't find it interesting anymore. I find more fulfillment in multi-dimensional, face-to-face relationships, and I much prefer to looking into someone's eyes instead of a flickering computer screen. It's much easier on the eyes and you don't have to type as much. *Grin*

One of the women I met online was Tracy. She became the second woman I slept with.

Sally and Tracy

Tracy had a friend, Sally, who also used the same MUD. We all had similar senses of humor and similar tastes in movies and books, so we had fun conversations. One day, Sally told me that Tracy had developed a big crush on me. I was flattered, and I was certain to always be extra-nice to her online. We also had cybersex. This was back in summer of 1997, by the way. When Tracy's birthday came-around, I sent her a present through the mail. She lived one state-over from me: about a 7 hour drive. Sally had a boyfriend, and she thought that the four of us should all meet-up one day.

The summer after I graduated from college (thus, finally leaving Harriet behind), Sally invited me to her house to meet her, her boyfriend and Tracy. (They were understandably nervous about meeting someone from off the Internet, but they also trusted me by now. We'd also spoken on the phone, too. I had the impression that Sally and Tracy were genuinely very nice young women.)

I embarked on my journey. Driving through the majestic plains and mountains of my state... until I reached that other state. Actually, the scenery wasn't that great at all. It was rolling countryside and some farms. But still- this was exciting, driving to meet some women for the first time. I had no idea what to expect. I was wondering if Tracy would want to get romantic with me. I sure hoped so.

I arrived at their house. Sally was a little pudgy. She was platinum blonde and had a nice smile. Her boyfriend, Marcus, had a short-cropped beard and was tall. He was also somewhat quiet, but nice. Tracy- she was a real cutie! I'd seen her pictures online, but they didn't do her justice. She had brown, curly hair. She was slender and also had a great smile. On my scale, I would give her a solid 7.

The weekend went as such: we talked and ordered pizza. We watched movies all night. Tracy and I were very touchy-feely. She sat very close to me, and we had our arms around each other. Eventually, I eased her into my lap and we cuddled as we watched the movie. I kissed her neck, she kissed mine. I felt wonderful. I was in heaven. I was really so excited that I was even shaking a little bit.

"Why are you shaking?" She whispered into my ear.

"Because... I'm just so excited at being able to meet you face to face. And... it feels so wonderful having your arms around me. I can't help shaking a little. At the same time, I can't keep my arms off you." I smiled. She gave me a big kiss on the lips and snuggled close.

The evening wore-on and it turned late. Very late.

"Are you sleepy?" I asked her. She nodded.

Sally let us use her waterbed. Hand in hand, we walked into Sally's bedroom. We embraced each other and kissed.

Wow. She's so lovely. I'm so excited, I'm still trembling as we start to undress.

"Do you have a condom?" She asked. I nodded. She laid-down on the bed, and gently pulled me on top of her. She had the nicest smile...

Next Morning

I woke-up. Tracy was sleeping next to me, under the sheets. I stared at her bare shoulders for a long, long time. I leaned-over and kissed her shoulder. She woke-up and turned to face me. She put her hand on my face and gave me her million-dollar smile.

"Hi." I kissed her forehead. "Thank you for last night."

"Thank you!" She laughed. "Why are you thanking me?" Is this what the 'milky afterglow' feels like?

"Because..." I sighed. "Because I don't get a chance to do this sort of thing very much. You were just wonderful. last night"

"I don't do this very often, either. You were certainly pretty good yourself." She also complimented me on my body... I complimented her body right back. But then, she looked a little worried.

"NiceGuy? You don't think I'm cheap, do you?"

"What? No! Of course not! Why would you think that?"

"I mean... because we slept together so quickly after meeting. Do you think I'm..."

"Some kind of stank ho?" I asked in a British accent.

"Yeah..." Then, she put her hand over her mouth and giggled, mainly because sounded weird for it to come out of my mouth in a British accent.

"No! Honey, you're wonderful! I would never say something like that about you. I want you to know you're just wonderful. I'm gonna put you in my last will and testament, by the way. I wish I could see you more often." I put my arms around her and snuggled.

I Really Did Like Her...

The next day, my visit was over. Tracy had to leave that night (for work) and I left for home with full intentions of keeping in touch with her. Hey, long-distance relationships suck, but I'd be willing to give it a try.

Two weeks later... Sally sends me an email.

"Hi, NiceGuy... I don't know if you know this... Tracy got engaged last night. It surprised me too. She didn't even know this guy very well, and when he asked her to marry him, she said 'yes'. Personally, I think she's not making a good choice, but I respect her decisions."

I was stunned. She's engaged now?

Was I her last fling?

Okay... she gets engaged to a guy she barely knows only two weeks after sleeping with me. What... wh... fff... uh... I really, really do not know how to react. Should I feel cheated? Angry? Surprised? Sad? What's the appropriate response mechanism? Maybe sadness... I wanted to see her again and now she was off the menu.

Confusion.

That's right, I mainly reacted with confusion. To this day, I'm still a little confused. I can not bring myself to be angry at Tracy, because... I still think she was nice and a very sweet woman. About two days after Sally writes me, Tracy sends me an email telling me that she got engaged. She's sorry if I feel 'mislead'.

That kind of apology is totally hollow, innit? Someone comes-up to you, kicks you in the shin and says "Gee, I'm sorry your shin hurts." Furthermore, Tracy says her fiancée wouldn't appreciate it if she was writing emails to a former lover... so, in other words, I should cut-off contact.

But I forgive her. Hell, she had sex with me: at this stage in life, I'd have forgiven her for sawing-off my right hand.

Today, I don't dislike the memory of Tracy. I think she was a genuinely nice woman, but was a little confused about the direction of her life. I think she was confused when she slept with me, too. I'm sure she didn't mean to hurt me, but that's how it turned-out. I haven't heard from her, but as far as I know, she's still married. I still keep in contact with Sally and Marcus, though. They're married, too...

Still, it would've been nice for Tracy to get engaged perhaps a little longer than two weeks after we did the horizontal bop.

(03/11/02) Update! I recently found-out a bit of information about Tracy's life nowadays... It proves for an interesting post-script.

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Number Two has been read by thee... continue, now, to Number Three...

"You asked me to dance, and now you expect me to buy you drinks?" -- Terelli Whisch

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