The Permanent Man part 1
It happened that I longed to be in a stable relationship and even wishing to remarry. I decided to open an account in one online dating site that I just chose randomly. As soon as my profile was updated I immediately started getting a few winks. I was excited but also I was aware that there are ghost accounts in most dating sites.
I am an African woman who has always dated men that are black and this time the real reason for the online dating was to meet a Caucasian man. Just after 2 or 3 days flirting with people on this certain site a young handsome man caught my attention. He was in Montreal and I was in Toronto, as he winked I winked back. We immediately just connected despite the fact that we spoke different languages. Mind you he was black (face palm), which is not what I was searching for on this dating site. He was fluent in French which I found sexy and I am fluent in English and have no knowledge of the language.
Noticing that the site limits the number of messages to send to your matches we exchanges numbers. He sent his phone number and I sent him mine, immediately we started texting. It was a bit of a challenge communicating with him at first but I was fast to think. I started using google translation to translate his messages and use it again to translate the messages I sent to him. Things became very interesting, we stayed up late texting. At that time my phone provider was not the best because there were extra charges to call Montreal.
The Permanent man made efforts to call me several times and during those calls all we did was laugh. It was beautiful and fresh and just too good to be true. He had a very deep voice which drove me insane. Later on we took another step by exchanging Skype account names. My profile picture on that dating site was taken a while ago when I was a few pounds lighter. I guess I was one of those people who look nothing like the profile pictures posted on sites. The permanent man did not seem to mind that I am a bit thick compared to the picture I posted on the dating site.
I was not the only one guilty though because he also did not look exactly like the guy on the profile picture. I also didn't mind at all and was just happy to see him on skype. All we did was look at each other while texting translated messages using google translation. A lot of heart and kiss emojis were send redundantly. Not only was he the permanent man, he was also "perfect".
I am an African woman who has always dated men that are black and this time the real reason for the online dating was to meet a Caucasian man. Just after 2 or 3 days flirting with people on this certain site a young handsome man caught my attention. He was in Montreal and I was in Toronto, as he winked I winked back. We immediately just connected despite the fact that we spoke different languages. Mind you he was black (face palm), which is not what I was searching for on this dating site. He was fluent in French which I found sexy and I am fluent in English and have no knowledge of the language.
Noticing that the site limits the number of messages to send to your matches we exchanges numbers. He sent his phone number and I sent him mine, immediately we started texting. It was a bit of a challenge communicating with him at first but I was fast to think. I started using google translation to translate his messages and use it again to translate the messages I sent to him. Things became very interesting, we stayed up late texting. At that time my phone provider was not the best because there were extra charges to call Montreal.
The Permanent man made efforts to call me several times and during those calls all we did was laugh. It was beautiful and fresh and just too good to be true. He had a very deep voice which drove me insane. Later on we took another step by exchanging Skype account names. My profile picture on that dating site was taken a while ago when I was a few pounds lighter. I guess I was one of those people who look nothing like the profile pictures posted on sites. The permanent man did not seem to mind that I am a bit thick compared to the picture I posted on the dating site.
I was not the only one guilty though because he also did not look exactly like the guy on the profile picture. I also didn't mind at all and was just happy to see him on skype. All we did was look at each other while texting translated messages using google translation. A lot of heart and kiss emojis were send redundantly. Not only was he the permanent man, he was also "perfect".
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