My Adult Yarn

I did much backpacking when I was a teenager. When I was sixteen to when grape picking in France. At age seventeen I went island hopping in Greece. When I was age eighteen I went around Australia. At age nineteen I went to New Zealand. I really had adored it down under and when I came hope I thought about the possibly of emigrating.

I was training to become a nurse. I qualified when I was twenty two years old. I went to work as a children's nurse at a hospital in Bristol. A porter that worked there was gorgeous looking. His name was George. He asked me out for a date and I couldn't resist because he was so gorgeous. I went out with him for a candle lit meal. He kissed my lips at and gave me a lovely warm cuddle at the end of our first date. Looking back on my life now I would say that he was my first love.

George and I met up three times a week. Sometimes I stayed over in his flat and other times he stayed over in my house. I still dreamed of emigrating down under to Australia or New Zealand. So when George gave me a proposal for marriage I said that my life was leading me elsewhere so I wouldn't be around in England for very much longer. I had hidden it from him but I was in the process of applying to emigrate to Australia. I didn't want to become George's wife and have two point four children in Great Britain. George was devastated and I felt mean.

I was over the moon when I got a letter saying that I was going to be accepted as a permanent resident of Australia. They liked my two years work experience in nursing. I was the happiest I have ever been in my life when I got my passport back with my permanent residency visa in it. I was working one more week at the hospital in Bristol and then on the Saturday I was flying out to Australia. I ran into George on Friday afternoon and for old time sake went back to his flat. We made mad passionate love together that last time.

I flew out to Sydney after the plane refuelled in Singapore. In the magazine I bought at the airport I bought a magazine. It had an advert for the Harbour Side Dating Site. I thought that instead of miss George I would join a dating site. So I looked that dating site up on the Internet at the airport. I ended up joining that Internet site. The Harbour Side Dating Site had all sorts of lovely looking males. I wondered if I would find one as amazing as George.