Ok so this is going to be very lengthy and I'll try and get all the details straight the first time: (Note this is not a joke thread, I'm not fabricating information for some kind of "persona" I think by now most of the longer lasting members of the forum can tell the difference when I'm being serious and when I'm having some fun. So for this thread alone, I will be actively ignoring anyone who has issue with the authenticity of what I write here) (Also to be noted, I will be making this a BLOG as pointed out by Gasbandit may be useful in long term explanation for those who may miss this thread)
Alot has gone on and as I've spent more years around the people of Halforums (and the two forums before it) than anyonelse in my life with the exception of my brother. You all are my extended family. There are black sheep, the ones I like, the ones I love and the ones I wish I could slowly watch the life come out of your body as your eyes beg me to stop which only gives me the pleasure of making it last lon.... ok ok ok none of that (at least in this thread). I do feel like this is the one place I can really talk about things outside of my own brother and you all really were my home and family in all the ups and downs of my life: When my 7yr relationship ended, when I struck out on my own, during my blackout party days and my many attempts at making relationships work despite my constant self-sabotage. You all were there and now the biggest event in my life has taken place for nearly the past 2 years and I just kind of vanished. For that I am sorry. Here's what happened:
The Big News
About 2 years ago, some of you may remember that I worked for an international bank. The main source of business that we dealt with were international customers. Most of them very large accounts. I personally oversaw multi-million dollar accounts of many different members. As some of you know, multi-millionaires can be difficult people to deal with. It's usually why they work through employees. Some like a more hands on approach. One such customer was a long time customer before I ever worked for the bank. He was probably one of the largest accounts we had that wasn't dealt with directly by internal bank officers. He was a "hands-on" type of person with his money. He was also notoriously mean. He would chew out every employee he met, especially the women, and talked down to most the way you'd only think happens in TV and movies. He was transferred to my office fairly quickly when I began working there as I quickly developed a reputation at the bank and home office for being able to work with hard to work with customers. Sure enough, we hit it off in no time. As I worked with the bank longer, I moved into different positions but always carried a hand-full of customer accounts with me as a personal rep. So when I became a public relations officer, having high profile accounts as a personal rep just went hand in hand. I went out to many work dinners and even did some minor traveling. This is when I announced the big news here on Halforums.
I was ready to start talking about all these great things that were happening to me at work and my brother was getting ready for his own huge change in life, he was moving to Austin. As badly as I hated the area I lived in, I couldn't pass up how good work life was going for me. So I wished my brother well and dug into my job (which barely felt like work at this point). Now here's where things started getting interesting. I became very good friends with the mean account holder and I got to know his business much better. Through him I met new people everyday. It slowly started becoming obvious that his business was not 100% legit but nothing he was doing that was "off" was running through the bank so there was nothing I could do professionally about it. I started meeting more and more high profile people and really getting into my element. I brought the bank alot of very large accounts and life couldn't be better.
The Girl
I was never open about my sexuality at work because it was an absolutely negative thing in my line of work. Guys (customers) hit on girls(employees) at any job. Older men especially hit on women in this fashion. I was used to it for years, I worked as a bartender, my skin was adamantium. So it became fairly obvious what was going on when I began having work meetings and dinners with another client of the bank I had met through "mean customer". I was in the process of bringing his business over to the bank when the meetings were constantly him, his son, and myself. He'd constantly make remarks about his son's single status, his son would constantly ask me out on "work dinners" etc. I of course would politely turn down the advances constantly. The amusing part about it, was that he had more than one son that he tried this with. Apparently he was going down the list in hopes that someone would strike my eye.
Now I wasn't about to explain my sexuality to a customer MUCH less a 100% Mexican business man (You think anti-gay sentimentality is bad in Alabama, imagine an entire Nation of Alabama style anti-gay sentiment) so I was constantly trying to make up excuses. Well I'm not sure how he figured it out (I later found out she was the one who figured it out, without ever having met me by the way) but one meeting he brought his daughter. I was obviously attracted to her (You all haven't even seen the good pictures) and I did my best to play it off, but it turns out she was just the next one in line to try and sink me. She asked me out when her father was gone and I accepted. (this was around the second time I came and mentioned I had big news for the forum, all of this happened so soon after the first big news I figured I'd lump it together and explain it all). Now of course I realized that the reason we were brought together was so that her father could have a friend in the bank that was as close as family but I was enjoying her company anyway. It didn't hurt that she spent money on me like it had no meaning.
I've never been shy about being lavished on, I like it, I give plenty in return and I feel it has it's mutual benefits. Well things progressed really really fast. I was invited on multiple trips all over Mexico. I saw so many amazing places and people and experiences I was honestly overwhelmed (I grew up in a lower-middle class family, I struggled my whole life with finances, I never had a real vacation my entire life, I was completely swallowed up by this experience). The entire time this girl was amazing to me. I never had a want for anything, like, anything. She worshiped the ground I walked on (even though she was a very independent woman in her work life, she was very traditional in her love life, almost a little too subservient but I grew to understand it) and I was intoxicated by everything she offered me as a person.
Now understand, I'm not a stupid person. I knew the reason we got together and I openly accepted the set-up because it was beneficial to me without me really giving anything back but I did not expect the level of intensity she brought and it really did take me. I fell in love. With everything. How could I not? She opened my eyes to life in ways I'd never experienced in my very narrow lifestyle. I in exchange gave her something she'd never had as well. Someone who wanted to be with her and not as leverage to get to her father. I was genuinely only interested in her and even though the lifestyle was intoxicating, I would have dated her as a long term commitment if we had met in another venue. Her father was more interested in me (business wise) than I was in him. She realized that and it was just perfection between us. Though we had alot of explosive fights midway through the first 6 months (Two Latin women dating can have that result) we always found an intelligent and mutually agreeable decision in the end. Something I had never really experienced before. I either always gave in, or never did in the past.
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TLDR: I worked for a bank, got a promotion so I started working alot of overtime to the point I was never home to post/read the forums, met the girl of a very rich client, dated, did alot of traveling. Fell in love.
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Now why didn't I post in all that time? Well honestly I was simply overwhelmed with work (at first) to the point I'd literally come home, fall asleep, wake up, go to work etc. I was attending work breakfast, work lunches, work dinners, work parties etc etc etc. I was never "not working" and even when I was traveling I was working. I never got around to getting a casual laptop and I couldn't access anything non-work related on my work laptop. I realize this is a very shitty excuse for not being around but that's only the first half of this entire situation. I'm going to stop here because I've been writing for over and hour and need to take a quick break.
Alot has gone on and as I've spent more years around the people of Halforums (and the two forums before it) than anyonelse in my life with the exception of my brother. You all are my extended family. There are black sheep, the ones I like, the ones I love and the ones I wish I could slowly watch the life come out of your body as your eyes beg me to stop which only gives me the pleasure of making it last lon.... ok ok ok none of that (at least in this thread). I do feel like this is the one place I can really talk about things outside of my own brother and you all really were my home and family in all the ups and downs of my life: When my 7yr relationship ended, when I struck out on my own, during my blackout party days and my many attempts at making relationships work despite my constant self-sabotage. You all were there and now the biggest event in my life has taken place for nearly the past 2 years and I just kind of vanished. For that I am sorry. Here's what happened:
The Big News
About 2 years ago, some of you may remember that I worked for an international bank. The main source of business that we dealt with were international customers. Most of them very large accounts. I personally oversaw multi-million dollar accounts of many different members. As some of you know, multi-millionaires can be difficult people to deal with. It's usually why they work through employees. Some like a more hands on approach. One such customer was a long time customer before I ever worked for the bank. He was probably one of the largest accounts we had that wasn't dealt with directly by internal bank officers. He was a "hands-on" type of person with his money. He was also notoriously mean. He would chew out every employee he met, especially the women, and talked down to most the way you'd only think happens in TV and movies. He was transferred to my office fairly quickly when I began working there as I quickly developed a reputation at the bank and home office for being able to work with hard to work with customers. Sure enough, we hit it off in no time. As I worked with the bank longer, I moved into different positions but always carried a hand-full of customer accounts with me as a personal rep. So when I became a public relations officer, having high profile accounts as a personal rep just went hand in hand. I went out to many work dinners and even did some minor traveling. This is when I announced the big news here on Halforums.
I was ready to start talking about all these great things that were happening to me at work and my brother was getting ready for his own huge change in life, he was moving to Austin. As badly as I hated the area I lived in, I couldn't pass up how good work life was going for me. So I wished my brother well and dug into my job (which barely felt like work at this point). Now here's where things started getting interesting. I became very good friends with the mean account holder and I got to know his business much better. Through him I met new people everyday. It slowly started becoming obvious that his business was not 100% legit but nothing he was doing that was "off" was running through the bank so there was nothing I could do professionally about it. I started meeting more and more high profile people and really getting into my element. I brought the bank alot of very large accounts and life couldn't be better.
The Girl
I was never open about my sexuality at work because it was an absolutely negative thing in my line of work. Guys (customers) hit on girls(employees) at any job. Older men especially hit on women in this fashion. I was used to it for years, I worked as a bartender, my skin was adamantium. So it became fairly obvious what was going on when I began having work meetings and dinners with another client of the bank I had met through "mean customer". I was in the process of bringing his business over to the bank when the meetings were constantly him, his son, and myself. He'd constantly make remarks about his son's single status, his son would constantly ask me out on "work dinners" etc. I of course would politely turn down the advances constantly. The amusing part about it, was that he had more than one son that he tried this with. Apparently he was going down the list in hopes that someone would strike my eye.
Now I wasn't about to explain my sexuality to a customer MUCH less a 100% Mexican business man (You think anti-gay sentimentality is bad in Alabama, imagine an entire Nation of Alabama style anti-gay sentiment) so I was constantly trying to make up excuses. Well I'm not sure how he figured it out (I later found out she was the one who figured it out, without ever having met me by the way) but one meeting he brought his daughter. I was obviously attracted to her (You all haven't even seen the good pictures) and I did my best to play it off, but it turns out she was just the next one in line to try and sink me. She asked me out when her father was gone and I accepted. (this was around the second time I came and mentioned I had big news for the forum, all of this happened so soon after the first big news I figured I'd lump it together and explain it all). Now of course I realized that the reason we were brought together was so that her father could have a friend in the bank that was as close as family but I was enjoying her company anyway. It didn't hurt that she spent money on me like it had no meaning.
I've never been shy about being lavished on, I like it, I give plenty in return and I feel it has it's mutual benefits. Well things progressed really really fast. I was invited on multiple trips all over Mexico. I saw so many amazing places and people and experiences I was honestly overwhelmed (I grew up in a lower-middle class family, I struggled my whole life with finances, I never had a real vacation my entire life, I was completely swallowed up by this experience). The entire time this girl was amazing to me. I never had a want for anything, like, anything. She worshiped the ground I walked on (even though she was a very independent woman in her work life, she was very traditional in her love life, almost a little too subservient but I grew to understand it) and I was intoxicated by everything she offered me as a person.
Now understand, I'm not a stupid person. I knew the reason we got together and I openly accepted the set-up because it was beneficial to me without me really giving anything back but I did not expect the level of intensity she brought and it really did take me. I fell in love. With everything. How could I not? She opened my eyes to life in ways I'd never experienced in my very narrow lifestyle. I in exchange gave her something she'd never had as well. Someone who wanted to be with her and not as leverage to get to her father. I was genuinely only interested in her and even though the lifestyle was intoxicating, I would have dated her as a long term commitment if we had met in another venue. Her father was more interested in me (business wise) than I was in him. She realized that and it was just perfection between us. Though we had alot of explosive fights midway through the first 6 months (Two Latin women dating can have that result) we always found an intelligent and mutually agreeable decision in the end. Something I had never really experienced before. I either always gave in, or never did in the past.
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TLDR: I worked for a bank, got a promotion so I started working alot of overtime to the point I was never home to post/read the forums, met the girl of a very rich client, dated, did alot of traveling. Fell in love.
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Now why didn't I post in all that time? Well honestly I was simply overwhelmed with work (at first) to the point I'd literally come home, fall asleep, wake up, go to work etc. I was attending work breakfast, work lunches, work dinners, work parties etc etc etc. I was never "not working" and even when I was traveling I was working. I never got around to getting a casual laptop and I couldn't access anything non-work related on my work laptop. I realize this is a very shitty excuse for not being around but that's only the first half of this entire situation. I'm going to stop here because I've been writing for over and hour and need to take a quick break.
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