Adult Blogger: BUSTYADVENTURES.COM BUSTY ADVENTURES weeks went on, Becky and I grew closer and closer. We had by now exchanged phone numbers and our conversations were getting steamier and steamier. I was totally amazed by it all. From what was a virtual world, it suddenly crossed into real life. Becky was real and I knew more about her in such a short space of time than I probably ever would have if we had met in a club or in a bar. I knew about her life, her work, her likes, her dislikes, what she did. Damn, I knew everything and she knew everything about me. And now it had hit me like a freight train. I was in love with her. Not a phony-internet-chat room love but real-life love. But how could I tell her without her running away? Hell, I couldn't even tell anybody about her for fear of being branded some cradle-snatching-internet-prowling weirdo. Nobody would understand. Nobody that is except Becky. And that was my problem. The one person who could help me in this situation was the situation. I would just have to tell her and cross all the obstacles as they came up. I took a deep breath and dialled her number.
