Put right the foolishness of youth.
When I was 9 there was a disco for all us sproglets leaving to go big school. I was hopelessly in love with a girl whose identity I shall hide by calling her Tania Drake. Although, seeing as that was her name, I accept it's not the most secure of pseudonyms.

At this disco she got her friend to ask me to dance with her. I said yes, but didn't do it. I left her standing there, expecting a dance, while I titted about with my mates. I was 9, remember, and had lost my tiny, acorn-like pre-pubescent bottle.

Tania Drake's dad was in the Navy, fittingly (Drake. Navy. Oh have it your own way) and they moved that holiday and I never saw her again. Tania Drake was my first love and I have never felt anything like it since. More than a quarter of a century has passed but I still recall with stunning clarity how I felt about her. Even now, wherever she is, whatever she's like, part of me loves her utterly, unselfishly and unendingly.

We never kissed. We never touched, even. I don't think we even spoke to each other that much. And since then I've had great relationships, and a long, albeit not permanent marriage. But Tania Drake will always have my heart in a way no-one else ever will.

Before I die, I'd love to meet her again. To look into those eyes. And more than anything I'd like to share just one dance with her.
(judgetheobscure used to sweep in butchers' shops., Thu 14 Oct 2010, 18:47, 8 replies)

Tania, you say? Drake?
I've had her, mate. You weren't missing much.


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Naw, go track her down. It won't be stalkerish or possibly fall short of your quarter-century-fantasising expectations... It's romantic and it's beautiful that she meant that much to you, but don't shatter your own dream.
(jellybeanflicker Jesus was Korean, but there he was Cho Sun Wun, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 19:04, closed)

I hope you aren't shallow
as I've noticed with many of my childhood romances, upon seeing them now that we're "all grown up" not too many of them ended up attractive.
(Turtlenuts, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 19:12, closed)

Somehow,
this makes you a bit of a paedo.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 19:32, closed)

Let it go...
Sorry to be all dull and realistic but meeting a girl you only knew when you were 9 is a little pointless, since you have both changed so much. Actually, it seems you haven't, but I would still call it pointless to meet her.
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 20:59, closed)

Phew
Yeah, it's odd to think we're talking about a bloody nine year old. It surely can be argued we're skirting around dodgy ground.

The truth is, I've held on to nothing more than a feeling all this time. She's 40ish now and probably has a face like a boiled throat.

What's funny is that I was going to end the post with. "I'd love to see her now. And share just one dance with her. And then do her up the no-no hole."

But an echo of the old feeling came back and I bottled it. Again.
(judgetheobscure used to sweep in butchers' shops., Thu 14 Oct 2010, 21:15, closed)

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nsfw
(tubeman trousers, Fri 15 Oct 2010, 13:53, closed)

Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!
Er, that's not her. But thank you. That got rid of eight minutes and a couple of fluid ounces.
(judgetheobscure used to sweep in butchers' shops., Sat 16 Oct 2010, 12:23, closed)