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A Time You Could Only Dream Of

Member: itwas_shirleyme

I had just turned 21 in December that previous year, and had ended my 7 year relationship with my high school sweetheart. Just as the weather was getting over winter, my mom and aunt Kathy called me for a road trip. The 3 of us girls were headed to Florida for a week! I was more than ready for this celebration get away and looking for fun.

When we got there, us girls were having some cocktails on our balcony, checking out the amazing ocean view. I heard a rumble that i'm all too familiar with, the purr of a Honda 954 street bike down below. To my surprise, there were a few guys, each on their own bikes, so I started chatting them up from above. They beckoned me down to come for a ride.

Now this is not the first time I've leaned on the side of danger, and I always tell my mom where I'm really going and whom I'm really going with... no matter what story I gave everyone else. This way, if anything ever happened, they would know where to look.

There was this gorgeous, caramel colored Puerto-Rican young man. His accent was thick and I liked it. He was dressed wonderfully and smelled even better, body was tight. His name was Ronnie Micaz Boenza. My heart fluttered when he spoke his name. He and my mother exchanged names and phone numbers before I hopped onto the back of his bike. He took me for a ride up and down the shore line at night with all the night people out, having a good time.

The next day, he met me at the beach, where we hung out in and out of the ocean all day, talking and getting to know each other. He offered to take me into the club scene in Orlando Florida that night to a Latino club. Being from a small town in IL, I was totally in! We went to the club and danced all night. It was HOT. We were nose to nose as our bodies grinded to the rythm of that Latina beat. I've never experienced a feeling so intense! When he took me back to my room by the beach, i offered we go for a swim to cool off from such a steamy night. We walked down to the shore, hand in hand a layed in the sand.

We started kissing, and one thing led to another, we made hot passionate love right there on the beach! Afterwards, we ran into the ocean in the black of the night, and ran through the waves as they rinsed the sand from our naked bodies! As we walked back to the hotel (with our clothes back on!) we noticed that this seaweed looking stuff would light up neon green when we stepped on it! So we hopped and skipped in circles, dancing a neon green trail through the night! And no- we weren't on any drugs! I dont know what it was but it was so cool!

We met up one more time before i left and spent the day riding, dancing. laughing, and being so happy together. That was the end of it. We never spoke again. But i will never forget the times i had with that sexy puerto rican man that showed me what passionate is all about. I dream of him still :)