I met the most significant of my others at a bar 27 years ago. I was of age-he was not. I was never much of a bar girl but I had friends visiting from out of town and wanted to show them a good time. We were standing at the bar when a beautiful beautiful boy came up to me and asked me if he could buy me a drink. Normally I would have said no because I was way to shy to deal with that nonsense but I said yes. He went to borrow money from his friends and went up to the bar. Turning back he asked me if I was going to talk him if he bought me the drink. I smiled because he had my number from the jump.
We have been off and on, good and bad and happy together and not for all these years and I haven't seen him for awhile. We always seem to work our way back to our friendship.
