“Catfish” is the term for someone who creates fake personal profiles and/or biographical information on social sites to pretend to be someone else. These “catfish” usually intend to trick an unsuspecting person out of money or into falling in love with them. This is a story about one such “fishing trip”!

She made the first contact, answering his personal ad after seeing it on an Internet bulletin board site. Her profile caught his interest as he reviewed the email she sent over and over. Should he contact her back? Could she be the one?

Deciding to take a gamble, he wrote back, telling her more about himself and what he’s looking for in a woman. He told her what he looked like and what he did for a living (his job title, not where he works – you have to be a little discrete!) He told her some of his hobbies and what he likes to do for fun.

Not wanting to overwhelm her right off, he figured that was a good start. He signed the email and pressed “Send”, hoping that he would hear back from her soon. From the email she sent him, she sounded like a good possibility and he had high hopes that this may prove fruitful. After all she did answer his ad!

It took a few days for her reply to come back and he was beginning to think that he had wasted his time. But when an email from BamaGurl78 showed up in his email, he knew it was her! Excitedly he opened her email and read what she wrote:

Over the next couple months, they chatted often, soon making it a regular thing. Each night they would get online and chat sometimes for hours at a time, telling each other how their day went, what they had for dinner and other things. It made them feel closer to each other. He began to look forward to the time when they would meet online and he configured his evening around their time together.

As they chatted, learned more and more about each other. He found out that she was a dog lover and had two black labs – Pepper and Midnight. He didn’t have any pets at the moment, but he’d had a dog growing up, a German Shepherd named Duke. He found out that Paige had gone to the same college he had, although with different majors. He had a Bachelors in Information Technology and she had a Sociology degree.

The days went by, his work schedule, and their “chat dates” passing the time. Their chats had gotten more personal and he had enjoyed them very much. He found Paige to be a fascinating woman and they shared a lot more about each other. The two were getting more and more comfortable and began trusting each other with more personal information.

While Jimmy, being a computer nerd, had a fast powerful computer, Paige unfortunately did not. Jimmy had asked her if she had Skype and she said she did not. So their chats were text only. Jimmy had no idea what she really looked like and he was dying to find out. After asking her a few times, he was thrilled the day she said she would send him a picture. He waited eagerly for the file transfer to finish. Holding his breath he clicked on the icon and the picture formed on his screen...

Jimmy sat there in front of his screen for several moments. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Paige was gorgeous! He looked at the picture taking in every nuance he could. She had long brown hair halfway down her back, luscious lips with red lipstick and what appeared to be a very fine figure. This was more than he could have hoped for!

With shaky hands, he typed that he had gotten the pic and couldn’t believe how beautiful she was. “Thank you, I’m glad you like it,” she typed back. But now it’s your turn – I want to see what you look like!” So Jimmy took out his cell phone and took a “selfie” of himself and sent it to her.

“It’s not the best pic, I took it with my phone, but it will give you an idea of what I look like,” he wrote along with the picture. He sent it off and waited nervously for her reply.

“My goodness, Jimmy I had no idea you were so handsome! Is that really you?” she typed back.

“Yeah, that’s me. Like I said it’s not a real clear and well-lit image but at least you know I’m real!” he wrote.

“I love beards, Jimmy, and you have such a sexy one!” she wrote. The two of them chatted more about looks and what they expected before calling it a night. After they closed their chat, Jimmy opened up her picture again. He was smitten with this woman – now moreso than ever! He had to meet her!

On their chat the next day, he brought up the idea of them actually meeting face to face. “Paige I’ve been looking at your picture since you sent it yesterday. I have to meet you honey! I know you don’t have Skype, but I would love to see you in person!” he wrote.

“Jimmy, I would love to see you in person too. But the last time I met someone online like that it was horrible! He wasn’t what he said he was and what’s more he began to stalk me – I had to get a restraining order against him. But he still harassed me just out of range of the order. It got so bad I had to move! So I am really scared of meeting anyone online anymore. I know you aren’t like that but it’s just...” she wrote.

“Okay I understand. Maybe in time we can meet ... after you learn that you can trust me. I am sorry that that happened to you, honey. Some people can be so weird!” he wrote back. He was disappointed but he understood. One bad experience like that could sour anyone on the idea of meeting!

“Can I call you sometime then?” he asked, “I’d love to hear your voice.”

“Um ... okay sure I guess so,” she wrote and she sent him her phone number. He wrote it down quickly so he wouldn’t lose it.

“Okay great, I look forward to hearing what you sound like!” he wrote.

“And I look forward to hearing you too,” she replied.

After their chat, Jimmy turned to his sources and began doing some research on Paige. From her phone number he found out the 304 area code was for Charleston, West Virginia. “Okay,” he thought. Then he did a reverse phone number lookup and found out her last name was Danvers. He wrote that next to her name and phone number. The phone listing also gave her address, 1545 Costello Street.

Jimmy felt a little like a stalker finding out all this information on her, but since he was Shreveport, nearly 1,000 miles away, she was pretty safe! Besides, these tidbits of information somehow made him feel closer to her. He decided to call her that next day and see if she sounded as sexy as she looked!

He could hardly wait to call her. Nervously, he dialed the phone number she gave him. The phone rang and rang. Would she answer? “Hello, this is Paige, I’m unable to get to the phone right now, please leave your name and number and I’ll get back to you shortly.” the machine said.

Not wanting to leave a message, he hung up. He thought about it, but not knowing if she lived with someone else and they may check her machine, he didn’t. He didn’t want to cause any problems for her and ruin a possibly great thing here. But he did get to hear her voice if that was her on the machine!

Later that day, Jimmy called Paige again. This time she answered and they chatted for a bit, nervously at first as every other contact had been online. Jimmy was pleased that she sounded every bit as good as she looked in the picture and her accent was so cute! As they talked, they began flirting and their conversation started to have some definite sexual overtones.

“Paige, I know a lot about you, and so far everything I know is wonderful. But what I don’t know is what kinds of things you like, you know ... sexually. What do you like in the bedroom? What kinds of things do you like to do?” he asked.

“Well Jimmy, I like all the regular things. You know, blow jobs and the different positions and stuff,” she said.

“Okay how about other things? Do you like anything a little offbeat or kinky? Anything special really turn you on?” he pressed her.

“Oh Geez ... I-I don’t know if I should tell you ... it’s kind of embarassing!” she said haltingly. Jimmy could almost hear the blushing over the telephone.

“Aww c’mon Paige ... you don’t have to be shy with me!” he encouraged her.

“Well it’s just ... I really like to be treated ... like a slut,” she finally got the words out.

“Like a slut? What do you mean?” he asked.

“You know, talked dirty to and made to talk dirty back ... called a slut and a whore ... humiliated and degraded. I love it – it is such a turn-on when I am “forced” to be dirty like that,” she said. Jimmy could hear the change in her voice as she spoke.

“So you like being a naughty girl do you? he asked, playfully.

“Mmm hmmm,” she said, “very much.”

“Well maybe you’d like to be naughty for me one of these days?” he asked.

“Oooh, yess ... I would love to be your naughty girl, Jimmy,” she sighed.

“Well now that I have your phone number, I will have to call you when you are naughty!” he said.

“Promise?” she asked.

After he hung up the phone, he couldn’t get her out of his mind. Paige was everything he’d ever wanted in a woman and more. But she was so far away! He couldn’t stand this. He was going to do something!

He began looking at plane fares and making travel plans. He would fly up to see her ... He HAD to see her. He put in for a few days of vacation time in conjunction with the weekend and made his reservations. He made reservations at a local hotel and reserved a car as well.

The day of his trip Jimmy awoke early to the buzzing of his alarm clock. He flung the sheets off him and jumped to his feet, turning off the horrid sound. Then he went to the bathroom where he brushed his teeth, showered and then got dressed. He decided to show up in his suit because he wanted to make the best first impression – he could look like a slob after he won her over! It was 8 am and his plane was destined to leave in a couple hours.

He had already packed the night before, so he called a cab and headed for the airport. It would be a five hour flight with a stopover in Atlanta, but it would get him to Charleston right about 3:00pm. He settled in to his seat and eagerly awaited landing at Charleston and seeing his Internet girl.

Jimmy now sat on the plane, his legs cramped against the seat before him, his own seat rested back with a small pillow for comfort. The flight attendant attempted to serve him peanuts and a small juice box, which looked rather like a kids meal then a proper meal so he had declined politely. He was too excited to eat anyway and was planing on taking Paige out to dinner anyway. Over all, the flight was OK, but it did leave him stiff and it took walking through the airport to limber up again.

When Jimmy’s plane landed, he was one of the first people off the plane. He got his bags at the baggage claim carosel easily and his rental car was waiting for him. In surprising short order he was on his way to her house ready to surprise her with his arrival. He was so excited and nervous that he could hardly drive but he managed to make it there in one piece. Pulling up to the house, he noticed a car in the driveway. Knowing she lived alone that meant she was home.

Jimmy pulled into the driveway behind her car and leaving his bags in the car, he took the flowers he had bought her at the airport and walked up to the door. Nervously, he rang the doorbell and waited anxiously for his first look at Paige.

“Hello?” the girl who answered the door said.

Not recognizing the girl, he was a bit confused. “Yes, is Paige home?” he asked.

“OH MY GOD!! IT’S YOU!” she said, putting her hands to her mouth in utter shock. She quickly tucked herself around behind the door, with only her face sticking out.

“Paige, is that you?” he asked, bewildered.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

“I-I came to see you ... I wanted to meet you,” he said softly.

“You shouldn’t have come Jimmy. You just shouldn’t have...” she said.

“Paige, I don’t understand. What’s going on here?” Jimmy asked.

“Oh Jimmy, you’ve ruined everything!” Paige began to cry. “You aren’t supposed to be here dammit! You aren’t supposed to be here!” she sobbed.

Jimmy gently pushed the door open and saw Paige sitting down on a red leather bench in the entryway crying. He came in and sat down beside her. “Paige, what is going on? Who was that picture you sent me?” he asked.

“Tha-that picture was one I found online. You wanted a picture and I didn’t want to disappoint you. You thought I was ... beautiful. You said so yourself. And I didn’t want to disappoint you. So I found a picture of a girl with brown hair like mine and sent it to you. You weren’t supposed to see meee” she started crying again.

“Paige, I wouldn’t have been disappointed. I didn’t expect to find a Miss America or a porn star on those personals. Those kind of girls don’t need personal ads – they have guys buzzing around them all the time. I put in my ad – I didn’t want players and wanted a sincere and serious woman. I didn’t figure I would find someone like the girl in the picture. That’s why I was so amazed when I thought it was you. Actually, I thought you were too good for me and I about stopped the whole thing right there!” he said.

Paige listened to him with her head hung in shame. Jimmy put a finger under her chin and lifted her face to his. “Paige are there any other surprises – and be honest with me,” he asked.

“No, everything else I told you was the truth,” she said.

“Why did you feel you had to trick me? Have you done this to other guys?” he asked. “I really want to know.”

“No, Jimmy! It wasn’t like that! Really it wasn’t. I’ve never done anything like this before and I only did it to you because I was scared. Honest, Jimmy, when we first started writing back and forth, I thought you were a great guy. You sounded so nice and you treated me so nice. Then when I got your picture I really got scared. You were so handsome with your beard and all. I got scared.”

“I see ... but you didn’t have to be scared Paige,” he said.

“Jimmy, I’m not a skinny girl ... and I used to be bigger than this. I’m not what all the guys want to be seen with. I am plain and I am chunky – that’s not a real in-demand body type. In school, I was picked on a lot and I never went to any of my school dances or parties. I was not popular and I didn’t have many friends. This made me very shy and I kept to myself a lot.

“So when you started calling me pretty and all that, I didn’t know how to handle it. It was a protective reaction – I didn’t want to get my hopes up and then have them crushed ... again,” she said, a tear forming in the corner of her eye.

“Well, Paige, I would never have done that to you. I’m not like that. When I told you you were pretty and that I liked you, I meant every word. I still do. And I can promise you that I won’t ever hurt you like that either, okay?” he said.

“Okay ... wait do you mean that you still want to be my friend, Jimmy? After all this?” she asked.

Jimmy stood up and pulled her up to him, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. “Paige honey, I am hoping to be a lot more than your friend, sweetheart. If you will let me in and let me show you that you are safe with me. Will you let me prove myself to you?” he asked.

Paige looked up into his kind face, her eyes darting back and forth. “Really? Even after what I did ... and what I turned out to be? You still want me?”

Jimmy leaned down a little and kissed Paige ... their first kiss ever. Paige was hesitant and stiff at first, still unsure, but as she felt the passion he kissed her with, she melted into it and Jimmy heard her moan into his mouth.Their kiss became deeper and more urgent. Paige was giving herself over to him. Her moan grew from a soft, almost non-existant sound, to a louder plea for him to take her.

Finally they broke and Paige gasped, “Oh Jimmy, sweetheart! Oh I do care for you! I really do. Thank you for understanding and not just giving up on me.” She laid her head on his chest as he held her. She could hear his heart beat and feel his hand softly stroking her hair. She couldn’t believe that he was actually here with her. She had dreamed about this moment for so long...

“Oh shit, Jimmy! Where are my manners? Come on in, please,” she said, taking his hand and walking with him into the living room. “Have a seat ... can I get you something to drink?” she asked.

“Well actually, I was going to ask you if you wanted to go out to dinner with me,” he said.

“I’d love to go to dinner with you Jimmy. Just let me change into something a little nicer for you,” she said. “You just sit there and relax. You have had a long flight and a rough landing! I won’t be long and then we can go to dinner.”

She smiled and went back to what he supposed was her bedroom. Jimmy sat down on the sofa and waited for her. She was right, it had been a long – and odd – day. But it was ending on a good note at least. He was with Paige and that’s all that mattered to him.

He sat there on the sofa looking around and taking note of her living room. It was an eclectic mixture of different things with no real decorating style that he could pick out. It seemed to be just whatever caught her eye at the moment. Truthfully, it looked like a second-hand store in her living room only not quite so full of items.

It took Paige about 20 minutes to change clothes and do her makeup ... she wanted to look nice for him this time, not like she had been cleaning house all day. When she came out of the bathroom and walked into the living room this time, she looked considerably different.

“Wow! Paige, you look beautiful!” he said as she entered the room. Paige had changed into a conservative, yet pretty dress and taken her hair out of the ponytail it had been in for her housework and let it flow freely over her shoulders. She had put on a bit of eye makeup and gloss lipstick as well. She did look pretty in an understated way.

“Thank you,” she said shyly. “I’m ready to go now.”

He walked her arm in arm to the rental car and he seated her in her seat before taking his own. “This is your town – where is a nice place to eat at?”