Friends don't come easily. Sometimes, you meet a person and get along from the first second. Sometimes you know a person for years, but get betrayed in the end. Sometimes you find a lover and stay loyal, only to know that he/she has cheated and lied on you. Friends don't come easily.
I am glad to have Lisa.
When I was 18 and went to America to study, I was lucky to find a cheap place to stay. Lisa was my landlord. Although older than me by almost 18 yrs, at 39, she slowly become my friend, my close companion, my soulmate. For two years, she was someone who advised, who shared, who cared, who befriend, who made me not feel lonely in a foreign country. They say that a man and a lady can never have a relationship without sex, but we in fact had that kind of relationship.
The only time we got really physically intimate was when we were both slightly drunk from beer one night. We were hugging each other on the couch like we always did as companions, when a kissing scene on tv made our bodies rub against each other in unison.
"Greg, kiss me", she turned me head towards her and whispered into my mouth.
I kissed her lightly, then pressed my lips harder as she opened her mouth and invited my tongue in. We sucked, kissed and wrapped onto each other before she abruptly broke the kiss as my hands reached her breasts. We both knew it was alcohol that did the job, and not wanting to jepordize our pure friendship, instinctively, we didn't go further. We went back to our rooms as usual. I did not even masturbate that night and that was that, a one-night-almost-stand, and our friendship remained the same after that night.
Then Lisa met George online. I was happy that she finally found a man she loved, though at the same time I was jealous and worried. They started to talk on the phone and I would hear loud moans late at night coming from her room. Sometimes she masturbate on the cam for him as I peeked into her room. The more they did, the more worried I got that he would take her away.
It came true in the end.
Lisa fell madly in love with George over 2 months, and moved to LA with him when I was 20. They had only known each other online, but I don't know what spell he cast on her. She left me nothing but her house, an empty shell with no emotions. She never came back. George never allowed her to answer my calls, and her occasional log ins onto the messenger were often ended suddenly by, "gotto go, george's back." I never had a chance to know what kind of life she lived with the possessive George.
