If you haven't already, please read this post /blogs/43769.html

I met Cathy in a pretty unique way, to say the least. LOL

One night, I had been hitting the bars along the coast, basically from St. Pete on up to Clearwater. It was late when I finally pulled into my last stop, Trader Vic's in Clearwater Beach.

I stopped there mainly because a VERY good friend of mine Dave, ran the place and was the head bartender..

It was late, probably after 2:00am or so when I finally sat down. The place was virtually empty as Dave poured me a single-malt and I settled in..

We where chatting a bit when out of the blue, this six foot tall, Nordic type blonde with legs for DAYS walked in. She was wearing a VERY short skirt, spaghetti strap type top, stiletto heels that made her even taller and helped to accentuate those incredible long legs of hers.

She was beautiful, with long blonde hair, fairly large, real breasts and from what I could see, a righteous ass that look just made for some serious fucking..

She sat down at the bar pretty much next to me and ordered up some sort of Martini. Dave made it for her, delivered it, she pretty much downed it and ordered another one...

She was well into her third one of those when she finally started to speak and speak she did... She was quite obviously getting drunk and started to talk smack about EVERYTHING...

Dave is NOT one to suffer fools OR drunks for any length of time and he keeps a squirt gun under the bar for just such people.

This squirt gun of his is basically a HUGE dildo with a pistol grip..

Anyway, he'd had enough of her and regardless of just how beautiful she was, he whips out the squirt gun and was about to hose her down when before he (and I) even knew what happened, she grabbed it and with am Ohhhhh baby, she hiked up her little skirt, spread her legs and plunged that dildo/squirt gun deep inside her pussy, basically to the hilt!!

Now there's something you do NOT normally see my friends... She proceeded to fuck herself silly with that rather large dildo/squirt gun and as far as Dave and I could tell, she seemed to get off at least once or twice in the process...

Dave and I sat there, totally mesmerized.

To make this story short, what else could I do? I ended up taking her home with me...

That is HOW I met Cathy. She ended up moving in with me about a week later and lived with me in my house on Tampa Bay for about a year or so....

To say that she was WILD is putting it mildly. There is a LOT more to the 'saga' of Cathy including how and WHY we finally broke up but I'll save THAT and those for other posts....