***CAMGIR MEMOIR 08 - Bella's witnesses*** **March and July..

***CAMGIR MEMOIR 08 - Bella's witnesses***

**March and July 2015**
Being recognized in public was on the top of my list of fears because since day 1 I had read In camgirl forums that being recognized/"outted" to family and friends was a matter of **when** not **if**. However, we always like to think it will be different with us ;) Around March 2015 I managed to hold 400 people or so in chat, which was a good number but not enough to believe you will be recognized while out anytime soon.
I put on my tiara with cat ears and went live for Friday night. Weekends were always the best days.

A few offline messages blinked on the right corner. One of them was a guy doing a video request, and the other read:

***Im pretty sure I saw you at GYMFRANCHISE in CITY today. Was that you? I was going to come up and ask but was nervous and not even sure it was you. You might of seen me I have long hair was wearing a seahawks shirt. Anyways...I wont say a word to anyone here ;)***

MissBella__: OMG IM SO FREAKED OUT

***Witness01: why? lol***

MissBella__: because its unexpected lol

***Witness01: I wont blow ur cover babe dont worry
Witness01: so that was u I take it? lol***

MissBella__: thank you! YES..

***Witness01: do u remember seeing me at the gym? I almost came up to u once but chickend out haha***

MissBella__: heh i dont think i noticed

***Witness01: I was behind u doing sit ups at one point by the mirror. that's when I noticed u lol
Witness01: u were laying there for a minute thought u fell asleep! hahaha***

MissBella__: lol i was listening to music

***Witness01: suuure u were lol was'nt sure it was u at first***

MissBella__: why? do i look that different in person?

***Witness01: u do look different with clothes on yes lol
Witness01: u are even more beautiful in person tho
Witness01: when ur naked I don't really notice anything but ur butt lmao***

MissBella__: lol ok

***Witness01: like now
Witness01: this is a real turn on! cant believe u work out at the same place I do
Witness01: so if I see u at the gym again it won't be weird if I talk to u?***

MissBella__: well.. i dont know... id probably run

***Witness01: I was behind u doing ab and back work out on the mat lol***

MissBella__: i remember a guy right next to me and a guy that asked what exercise i was doing

***Witness01: yeah like I could almost smell u hahaha
Witness01: I seen u talking to him
Witness01: or seen him trying to talk to you. he was staring harder than I was .***

So to finish up this story. I changed gyms.

He mentioned he wanted a picture and an autograph on his chest

***You going to the gym tomorrow? When do u usually go? I want your autograph so I'm bringing a permanent marker with me...just so you can sign my chest!***

and I told him later that I preferred to keep my online Bella and IRL very separated.

***Sooo does that mean no autographs and no pics then? Damn it! Lol jk Sorry didn't mean to come off as a creeper. I could imagine that you encounter a lot of crazy dudes on here. For what it's worth, that's not me. I was only making small talk, not trying to stalk you! ;) Anyways I totally understand and will leave you alone..***

He was respectful and left me alone. This was a bit of a surprise and made me think I should be more aware of my surroundings.
Two months go by and I decided to accept an invitation to have a sandwich at this beautiful island city in Washington. I had been out of the dating scene for awhile by choice but this guy was cool. I had not told him a lot about myself yet.

We find this cute place with a "BEST FISH IN TOWN" sign and a lot of people eating there. The smell was really good. We head to order and luckily a family leaves as soon as we are done ordering. A good table by the sidewalk and in direct view of the kitchen.
I ordered a salmon sandwich.
The food takes a little while but when it arrives my sandwich looks like a top restaurant dish. It's huge, the napkins, ketchup and mayo are carefully aligned and the fries are overflowing near it.
My date's dish was a sort of bowl with some fries tossed on the corner. It looked like something he got at a gas station. We exchanged looks and he said: Wow next time I come here I will order their salmon sandwiches!

The first bite made me feel like a mermaid having a banquet in her castle. The most delicious and well done salmon sandwich I've ever had to this day. During my second bite I feel something vibrating between my legs. It's my Snapchat.

My date gets up to find more napkins so I use the time to check it out. I click on the picture to open and it's weird to understand at first. it looks like a street... a restaurant? There are some tables that look like the ones in front of me, a small group sitting on the first set of chairs, and in the background of the picture **my date and I looking at our dishes on the table.**

I turned my phone off and silently freaked out, looking around but not seeing anyone that could have taken the picture. My date returned and I hoped that no one approached us or did anything weird. He wanted to walk around after we ate but I said I wanted to go somewhere else. My heart jumping.

It's weird to express it now as I don't think I feel the same way as younger me. But at the time it was so shocking and stressing to live that moment.

At night I hop on the computer and see an unread message from a viewer I thought was a good guy from MFC. He used to write very nice stories and always treated me well. Had not seen him live in awhile but he used to come very frequently a few months back.

I've always appreciated people that speak in details and this viewer was always a storyteller and very outspoken. I hope if he ever sees this he doesn't get offended. I thought it was interesting to read it from his point of view when I was going through content for my memories.

***I try to mention that you're beautiful as often as I can, because it's the truth and I think it's a great compliment. would you like some pure honesty? I'll give some to you. This is my perception of you, the day you came to*** "censored sandwich place" ***she looks like Bella. She's so fucking hot - I hope she comes to the window to order so I can try to flirt with her. Fuck, can I even flirt? I'm not in her league (self confidence downward spiral, very quickly). No, fuck it, I'll at least try to make her laugh. I can do that. Shit', she's not order.... OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK IT IS BELLA! THAT TATTOO! WHAT DO I DO? be cool be cool be cool be cool. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK this is a date (shattered dreams, broken heart). What's this guy saying? I can't stop looking at her and I don't want to weird her out but she's so flipping beautiful. No makeup on? What beautiful eyes and that smile, kill me with that thing. She's taller than expected....... SHE KNOWS IT'S ME. Is she gonna say something (we're about halfway through the order btw). I can tell. We locked eyes. She said a whole bunch of things to me in that look. Those were beautiful eyes - I could look at them for awhile. She wants me to not come out, not make a scene, act like I don't know her, pay as little attention to her as possible. I have to let her know that I know that she knows. I'll snap her. Fuck, I don't even care if people think I'm a perv for taking an obvious picture of the beautiful woman. Fuck them, they have no idea. (takes picture, sends it, starts laughing) I have this nervous pit in my stomach, I want to go hug her, no you can't do that, don't be absurd, but she's right there and looking so.... perfect. Why why why why why why why is she with somebody? Why can't she be alone, so I can talk with her, take a smoke break or something, hook her up with something better than a lame sandwich. I can't even make it dope without explaining why. Fuck. Why can't I do something for her. (then I searched vainly around for something I could do to give you a gift of some kind). (still a bundle of nerves. now I'm cracking up because 1, it's kind of absurd to be this nervous, 2, you're right there and the ironic nature of the situation amused me. I'm getting weird looks from the kitchen staff. Then I sa you put your phone away. A snap. I know it. Phone out) (hopes/dreams crushed again) F.U.C.K. ok, be cool, be cool, you have to run out their food at least. then later you can go play with the dog just to see her again. Should I tell her her shirts riding up in the back? Fuck, too creepy, I'll look like a creeper, I wasn't being pervy, I was just walking back , oh goddamnit, now I won't do it. Fuck, even the way her hair falls down her back is pretty. (self-centered whining about how I should have sacked up when I realized you lived somewhere nearbyish, some seriously intense jealousy over you two holding hands, then some abashed chuckling at how absurd I was being) That's pretty much your whole visit. I flip-flopped between admiring you and being totally jealous of the dude the whole time. Also, as an aside that has nothing to do with you+him, I thought he was kind of a douche as a customer. I also tend to think that of anyone who doesn't tip though, because for fucks sake, I'm taking your order, cooking your food and running it to you and you can't leave me a dollar? You tip 17.5% to a waitress who only does one other thing, walking to you to take your order. But yeah, not tipping is a quick trip to my jerk territory side. I'm not gonna fuck with your food over it, but you're not getting extras. YOU got the bombest sandwhich I could manage with limited time and resources. He got an average meal. Alright...***

It turns out I had closed the snapchat picture so quickly that I didn't even notice who had sent it. I would still be apprehensive but I knew this member would not do anything to harm me. Looking back at these memories I laugh. Truthfully most of my 20's had only camming related dramas and stories.

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