Ever read the Twilight series? Seriously…this was like an Edward moment.
I don’t think she’s mad at you. Go to the dinner and talk. Well, that’s should’ve happened by now…where’s the rest of the story?
She’s definitely not mad at me . . .
Never expected to see this thread resurrected at this late point in time !!!
It’s been a month now since I met this person, and I could not have been any more wrong about her intent. I was initially quite reserved with Fabi . . . expecting games and alternative reasons behind her interest in me . . .
On the surface (and especially at work), she is aggressive/professional . . . but underneath she was quite lonley and wanting stability. Having her family back in Brazil, and with such an extended commitment here in the states (med school), she was reaching a “breaking point” of sorts, but still lashing out in her typical Latin style.
I had known this person from two committees that we are involved in (at work) . . . but I sincerely believe the pheros were responsible for tweaking her interest in me.
At any rate, we have been together for over a month now - enjoying each others company, even took a trip to the coast together over Memorial Day. She spends most nights at my house now, but still keeps her apartment. My neighbors simply love her . . . especially the children. She loves to hear me play the piano at home - and does her (med school) coursework/curriculum in this manner.
I’m not playing the game anymore, not that I ever was in the first place . . . but have found a decent woman in this whole process. Her needs ended up being quite simple . . .
I’m planning a surprise birthday party for her this coming Saturday at my swim club, they like her there too (no wonder). We’ll see how she reacts to all of that . . .
We are driving up Montreal this summer to visit my Mother, she really wants this to happen - and is very curious about my life and old friends back there. I help organize the Montreal Jazz Festival every summer, and we will dovetail all of this together. Like others in this thread have stated, she has very strong emotions about “family” . . . hence her interest and desire.
We will see . . .
Sorry for the long winded explanation . . .
~j
Wow!
Thanks for the follow-up because this is a great story. I think it worked out quite well and I’m glad (well, you more than I) that her interest was genuine.
Oh, and how hard is it to become a member of your swim club? 
Are there any other instruments you play? I started out with piano but then migrated toward trumpet/cornet halfway through middle school. I think it was because I wanted to round out my talent and was interested in joining a jazz band during high school. I’d like to find some time to pick up piano again; I’ve seemed to learn more on my own but I really would like to find an instructor to guide me.
Anyway, I’m glad to hear it all worked out.
LOL. Was I right or what … I need to start hangning “The Doctor Is In” … lol.
Dude, props to you man. You are livin’ the dream. Guys wanna be you. Girls wanna do you. 
Stablilty and sanity.
She’s living with me now, moved in fully (no more apartment for her) . . . just as well, she was seldom there anymore.
I went to the ER, where she was filling in for another resident there . . . it was very entertaining watching her with the pediatric patients. Captivating …
We’ve been down to the coast a few times for weekend get-a-ways . . . but could not coordinate our schedules for Montreal, perhaps in August, we will see. Her birthday party was a massive success, she was surprised and shocked to see so many people there . . . but she drank too much tequila and ended up sleeping in the bathroom on the floor (classic). Poor thing . . . I seriously doubt she can even look at a tequila bottle anytime soon.
She’s a different animal for sure, but I like the change in my lifestyle (that she’s responsible for), and she feels the same. I’m still in disbelief about it all . . .
j
I’ve done the bathroom floor routine exactly once in my life. Thank goodness it was my own bathroom where I know exactly how clean the place is because I certainly would’ve hated to be on someone else’s bathroom floor. I had some friends give me a Scottish whisky lesson, so we went through countless shots. I didn’t want to even look at any form of alcohol for the next couple of months. Never again…
This is a nice story. When you find that certain “wow” girl and find yourself being with her, it’s kind of fun (and surprising) to look back at how it all started. Then you tell yourself how lucky of a man you are, sit back and smile, and say “but I’ll take that good fortune any day!”
I’m happy for you two.
Thanks to everyone once again, things are great.
She wants me to meet her family now (in Brazil) over their summer months . . .
Still living at my place, at least for now . . . and still crazy crazy . . .
j
Love the WHITE PICKET FENCES stories! Gooooood job! Happiness is a WONDERFUL blessing! 
Are you still using mones, or are they collecting dust in the basement?
Keep that sunshine on your face!
Still using TOTH and IO . . . but only on the weekends. She’s aware of the pheros . . . and sometimes teases me about them.
She’s very happy at this point in her life (as am I), and enjoys the stability our relationship and my home provides. Let’s hope things stay this way . . . ~j
Not becoming predictable is the ONLY advice I’d give anyone in a good relationship.
Stay the course!
In an LTR, predictability is good. What you can’t afford to be is boring. She needs to feel that you are going somewhere.
Hit the nail on the head -
I think she was initially attracted because of my job, the pheros, and those I interface with - but then grew to understand that I still have focus and goals to accomplish at the same time. Her own focus is evident, as it takes over a decade of education and training to become a pediatrician . . . I honor that deeply.
Being a very active and busy person (at my age) certainly helps, and I keep her “on her toes” in that regard - but we’ll see how it goes.
Having a serious job (myself) and her education promotes predictability to a degree - but we certainly take the time and effort to be spontaneous and crazy.
She’s a different animal for sure, but I’ve learned so much from her in this short time we’ve been together. (Spontaneous Story): My Mother recently took her to Notre Dame Basilica (in Montreal) for mass . . . just the 2 of them (Fabi being raised Roman Catholic too). It’s a very impressive, dark, and ancient place that oozes everything from spirituality to fear . . . Fabi returned in both tears and awe, along with a deep understanding of my own family history.
I was really at a loss for words . . . there’s something way-down inside of her that’s really beautiful.
~j
When I read about you playing the piano and turning around to see her crying, I thought “Damn!! What a movie moment!” She obviously was powerfully attracted to you (probably already in love with you) and then she comes across you displaying a creative, passionate, part of yourself. And not to impress her, but just for yourself… If you saw that in a chick flick, you’d think it was such a cliche!
I tell you . . . this woman cries all the time - about everything !!!
~jk
And what is boring … routine … and what is routine … predictability. Always knowing what to expect can’t be fun after a while. On my planet.
Still … THEIR lives are good, and that’s all that MATTERS.
Hard to believe it’s been 18 months since my original post and the beginning of this adventure. A whirlwind of exploration and experimentation . . . really . . .
She (Fabiana) has been living with me over a year now – and things have never been better. I’ve learned Portuguese in this time – and visited her family in Brazil twice now, with great success. Her family is amazingly warm and acceptive of our relationship . . . things are good. She will stay here in this area, and is on her way to becoming a very important research scientist in pediatrics. We have remained faithful to each other in both spirit and emotion - - - but something strange happened of late.
OK - - - Recently in the land of phero:
I’ve not used the paints for nearly a year now – but dug them out for a trip, just for shits and giggles.
We were in Miami this past September visiting her sister who now lives there. Stayed at the Haddon on Collins Ave – an older art-deco hotel with a fabulous outdoor swimming pool. Fabi went up to Lincoln Ave. shopping with her sister one afternoon – leaving me at the pool. I had not used the pheros in many months, but decided (at the last second) to pop 2 sprays of IO and IH (both vials over a year old). Went out to the pool . . .
Now remember I’m an older guy here.
There were 2 couples lounging around the pool, and this one single girl sleeping on a chaise. When I walked by – she suddenly popped up and said “Hello” to me. I politely replied and continued my walk down to the far end of the pool. A few minutes later she gets up from her chaise and grabs her towel and bag, then leaves the pool area . . . only to return a few minutes later with her hair combed, perfumed and looking amazing. She’s an Ecuadorian girl, 26 years old, in town attending a clothing convention in South Beach (where we were staying) – but had many friends in Miami.
We talked for 2 hours about everything from family, religion, music, politics . . . relationships. Her smiles were infectious – constantly playing with her hair, touching me . . . all the signs. I dared not attempt anything further as respect Fabi, and she was soon to return from shopping, which she did moments later. Fabi sat down at the pool, giving me this very strange look, furled brows … but oddly was quite friendly with the Ecuadorian girl (Sofia). Things calmed down once Fabi understood that I had no intention of bedding this cute thing (just gorgeous) . . . but I got a very strange vibe from the both of them for some reason. I was wondering if the paints were causing this effect – WTF! I proceeded to fall asleep by the pool while they chatted away . . .
Later that evening.
We all agreed to meet up in the lobby later that evening and hit the clubs. Sofia took us to this huge club somewhere close to the hotel . . . we all walked in without waiting in line, cover charge, anything. The night was long and I spent a fucking TON of money (ughhh) – but it was our vacation and expected nothing less. The pheros were re-applied during the night from time-to-time . . . it was crazy and we all had a wonderful time.
At any rate – we returned to the hotel about 4:00 a.m. - - - both Fabi and Sofia continued to have a few drinks and we all went skinny-dipping in the pool . . . then returned to the room. They dropped their towels and (at once) started deeply kissing each other - then it all began - the night was long.
This was the second time something like this has happened with Fabi – and I’m wondering if its phero induced once again (as it was the first time).
THE END - - -
At any rate – I will place another order here soon . . . and experiment a bit more with the paints. We will be in Miami over Christmas . . . and have notified Sofia of our plans. Fingers crossed . . .
lol nice. Aren’t IO and IH only social pheromones?
This is insane. Beautifully insane. So what’s up with socials and South Americans?
Great thread. Congratulations.
P.S. Aren’t Brazilian women wonderful? Well, South American women in general.