Thank you everyone for your thoughts and advice. It was greatly appreciated.
There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable."
C'è un fascino per il proibito che lo rende indicibilmente desiderabile.
— Mark Twain
To all who have commented and been following this feed:
I figured I owed a conclusion to prettyjoanne's friend's trip. Yes I confess I was the hasty girl who figured meeting someone I had known for less than two months was a perfectly okay thing to do. I took some of your advice and verified her identity before I jumped on the plane to Oklahoma. I won't get into too much detail here as maybe someday I'll find time to write about;) But yes there was sex...A LOT of sex! Some of it was enjoyable though most of it I feel lacked foreplay and was somewhat painful for my virgin body. I bet on my first horse races picking winners in 6 out of 9 races. I got the quick tour of OKC and got to binge watch 90 day fiance with the person I'd been critiquing the show with for a month lol. We crammed alot into 48 hours. My time in airports was hell! Delayed flights and missed connections on my way back caused me a lot of stress as I was falling out of the timeline I had set with my family...I was so afraid I was going to get caught in a lie I spent $1,200 on a one way ticket home just to be home 6 hours earlier and stay on the timeline. I don't regret the experience but as I sit here I realize I will use my better judgement next time. And I also will be taking out travel medical insurance next time I go! 3 days after I got back I was admitted into the hospital had to have surgery...that wouldn't have been a pretty bill if it had of happened while I was in Oklahoma.
**I'm prepared for feedback so don't sugar coat it.
adele:
A little background before I explain why I lied to my family about every detail of this trip. Last year I met a local girl who I had so much in common with...we had been seeing each other casually all summer and I wanted her to come with me to California so I paid her way. No with the expectation of sex but because I enjoyed her company. While on that trip she got drunk and let it slip that she was polyamorous and had been sleeping with a guy the whole time she had been seeing me claiming "she didn't know I was interested." I entered a relationship with her after the trip but she promised me she would only be committed to me and the guy she was currently seeing. I found out by accident in May that she was seeing another guy and a few weeks later that she was pregnant. I waited a month for her to tell me because as upset as I was I didn't want to 'rock the boat.' It took me so long to convince myself that leaving her was the right thing to do...and many persistent pep talks with a very close online friend. It took alot of pushing but I finally broke it off with her.
After that my first thought was...I was cornered. I no longer had an outlet or place to get away from home. Being with B had given me the freedom to be away on weekends without any questions being asked and take time off my 24/7 hamster wheel. So I lied. To this day my family DOES NOT know that I'm no longer dating B. The end of June I met C from Oklahoma...though she is 28 years my senior we hit it off. After a few weeks she offered to pay a portion of my airfare to come and meet her. I was so flattered I didn't take into account all of the risks this interaction posed..but in the end I went anyways.
So the lies...I told my family I was going to Banff on a camping trip with B when in reality I was flying to OKC to meet C. They to this day know nothing about C. I had a handful of online friends who knew my plans as well as B and R her ex that I had become very close with after she cheated on us both. I realize I could have handled this situation much more wisely than I did. But if they found out I was no longer dating B I would have lost my freedom to make plans on weekends...which might seem ridiculous to some...but if the crowd judging knew how little time I get for myself they would understand the need to keep a scapegoat in my pocket.