I got sent to prison March 07 and met a gorgeous and very together female teacher working in the education department.
I became her assistant teacher and fell in love. After much pursuing and loveletter writing it seemed my efforts paid off. Initially she seemed a little sceptical, telling me she ‘wasnt into serious relationships’ and that she didnt really have the time to get into one, and especially one that would involved travelling from her town to mine(once I got realeased). But after a while, she warmed to me, and we would talk of what it was going to be like once i got released and we would be able to see each other away from the prison environment. It waqs very difficult getting ANY time alone with her, after all, I was a prisoner, I was herded with all the other prisoners into the education block at the start of the day, and herede out again at the end of the day. So from July(when i met her) to the end of October ( WHEN I GOT REELEASED) i put all my energies into looking forward to getting out of prison and getting to see her properly. As it was, I felt I was living the perfect(well almost) dream: I had a fulltime job doing something I enjoyed, and I was doing it with the woman I loved. The only problem was that I couldnt leavre the prison at the end of the day, like she could. And we could only grab a sneaky kiss and a cuddle once in a while when we were absolutely sure no-one could see us! I finally got released from prison and she came down to see me a few days later. We spent a couple of hours having a meal out before she went back to her town. During nthis encounter she again expressed doubts about the possibility of a relationship. During the three months I was with her every day in prison, every now and again she would suddenly seem uncertainj and sceptical about the idea of getting involved with me, but these “moods” would very quickly subside and it was back to warm smiles and flirty behaviour. After this date I wrote her a few texts, basically trying to persuade her to come down again, and she finally did three weeks later..and stayed the night! Then another thrree weeks later she stayed the night again. Inbetween visits she would phone me three times a week - despite her sayiong she wasnt into phone relationships. Each time she came down to see me, our connection got warmer and warmer and sex got better and better and more and more daring and exciting. Things were looking good and i was getting fonder and fonder, more and more attached. And she seemed to be getting fonder of me too, and just as excited about the way we were with each other. Even though she would never want to admit openly that we were having a serious relationship, alln the signs were there..one particular night we were snuggled up on the sofa and she asked me what things attracted me to her the most - this was pillow-talk - she also asked me why i didnt behave affectionately towards her inpublic (Itold her i was being sensitive to her apparent need to not be seen to be having a relationship with me)…her talk and her behaviour was definately very girlfriendly. Then she went off on holiday for a week, came back and told me over the phone she “didnt want to do this anymore”. I was gutted. I’d spent four months in prison with her, not being able to touch her or even talk to her properly, all the time living for the day i could get out of prison and spend proper time with her. Then when i got out of prison I only got to see her once in a blue moon ( about once every three weeks, for 24 hours ech time)but every time i saw her it was wonderful. My greatest wish was that she would come stay with me for a good couiple of days, some PROPER time to get to know her, a couple of times it looked like it was about to happen, then something would always ‘happen’ and shed be off doing something else instead. Then she goes off on holiday, comes bavck and tells me its all off. She was the woman who turned my prison sentence into a joy, she was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and she felt like a kind of kindred spirit. She is the only woman i have ever been with who make my heart feel like it is brimming with tenderness and makes me feel so touched by her presence in my thoughts that I want to weep. I still feel this way, but now i also feel all the jealously and hurt of a rejected lover. She ended the relationship just at the point where it seemed about to really get going. Her stated reasons: she “has a lot on”. She is about to move to London (50 miles from me) and she doesnt know if she’ll even be in England in six months time. I wish she would just ‘go for it’ anyway and see what happens. Especially as we were just beginning to discover each other and let go in each others presence. She says she doesnt even know if we can remain friends, because she says i will always want more. I feel totally done in, I spent so much time waiting for this relationship to happen. Then when it did, she stopped it before it had really had a chance to get going. She is an intelligent, very affectionate person. She feels she always has to be ‘doing something’, travelling to other countries, organizing her websites and so on, but i feel she is missing out on an important area in her life by resisting getting involved with me. I am confused..she really seemed to be reciprocating my affections for a while…then she suddenlychanged. I dont suppose anybody can shed any light on this for me. But it is a story I can share with you.
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