Akiko

I stared at the clock on the wall! Was I early or was she late? I'd made good time driving down to Carlisle because of my early morning start and the light traffic. That meant I was in the motorway services ahead of her.

Who is she? Akiko is her name and we had been online lovers and associates for many months before we could finally meet in real life. We had found a common interest in Domme sub and we'd become firm friends with messages and emails. I hope you know what I mean?

There were a couple of snags and they were that I was transgendered while Akiko was and is a confirmed lesbian. When I say I am transgendered it means as you'd expect that I'm a woman in a man's body. However I am also a realist and know that I am no transsexual. I have to live and work around the situation that was forced on me.

Anyway to cut a long story short, we were finally about to meet at some service station on the M6 south of Carlisle midway between her native Manchester and my own Edinburgh.

I looked at the 2 dozen red roses on the chair beside me in the restaurant and wished she would hurry and get here.

How would we react to one another? How would we feel? Would we have nice vibes about each other as we do online? Oh yes there is one other major snag in that I am 47 and Akiko at 24 is nearly half my age. However she knows all that, knows my innermost secrets and despite that remains in touch.

I look at my watch again anxiously and see it is exactly noon and wonder where she might be. My mind races to the thought she might have had an accident somewhere. Such is my fear and love of Akiko.

However I feel optimistic and get up to buy another drink, some fruit juice and bottled water. I have all day to spend and I look across at the motor lodge where I hope we will spend the afternoon.

Will she arrive? The seconds drag and the minutes are so slow as I watch every approaching car entering the car park. I mentally compare the description of the car and driver with her jpg image in my mind.