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We traded email addresses but didn’t see each other again during the holiday. My sexual need was fulfilled and so was his fantasy.

Over the following months we messaged each other, I sent him some pics of me and he told me more about his daughter before we gradually stopped messaging.

It wasn’t till about two years later, when I was visiting London as part of a study abroad program that I thought about him again. I decided to try emailing him and letting him know that I was coming to his city.

A few days had passed since I had sent the email and there had been no reply so I was starting to assume that he had stopped using the address. I was a bit disappointed but I wasn’t really that desperate to see him again, I just thought that it would be a good bit of fun. A few more weeks passed and my trip was getting closer.

I had actually forgotten about the email as I had not received a reply until only a few days before I was leaving.

He had sent me an email apologising for not replying sooner but he had not seen my email as he rarely used this address anymore but was now glad that he had seen it before I left for my trip. He told me about his life and that he was still with his wife and he was still unhappy. He described his life as quite sad and he told me that he had never forgotten the time we spent together and that every time he saw his daughter he thought about those two days.

He said he would love to meet up during my stay. He wrote that he didn’t expect us to do anything, that we could just meet up and chat. He sounded so said in his writings that I felt sorry for him. I decided to reply right away and set up a time to meet up the day after I arrived in London. He lived nearby to where I was staying so I gave him my address and I was looking forward to seeing him.