Dimbaza Sockwell

Dimbaza , or Baza as he liked to be called, or Sockwell as I called him, was a fine ass man. He was sooooooooooo fine I was too intimadated to speak to him the first time I saw him. He looked nothin like his name.This man was perfect. He could be a model.He was tall, muscular and the finest guy I have ever seen. He was mixed, with indian, black and white. He was way outta my league. (I dont mean to toot my horn but I am not that bad looking either. Im about 5’8 120lbs with a pretty face. I model on the side and people always tell me Im pretty..Im a pretty girl but Im definitely no Halle Berry)  But even for me Dimbaza was outta my league.

He was at my unit when I first joined the Army Reserves but I left for basic training  when I got back he was gone on the first rotation to Iraq. When he finally got back, I was so happy ’cause that gave me someone to look foward to seeing when I was at drill. So finally I got to know him through another one of my friends that already knew him. We began to talk all the time and I noticed him flirting with me. He did the sweetest things for me whic h made me like him even more. He treated me like a lady. Over the next few months we wouldnt even go to drill unless we knew each other was gonna be there, I loved being around him. He was so fun and it made me feel so good just to be with him. I was so happy whenever I was around him and I cherished every moment with him, Then I found that that he had three kids by two different woman.

Then I found out that he lived with his girlfriend with whom he had one kid with.  I was deeply devastated. I knew that no matter how much he liked me that I would never be able to come between him and his family. I could not have that on my heart and I could never be thought of as the "other woman." So even though I liked him strongly I never tried anything. I could tell that he liked me too but he did not want to cheat and I did not want him to. We both liked each other but couldnt do a damn thing about it. I could never ask him to leave his girlfriend with whom he had a child for me because I would never want that to happen to me but I liked Sockwell so much. We just flirted with each other and never crossed any boundaries.

Then we went to Minisota witn our unit (like we do every year). That  trip was wonderful because we stayed three days and we got to go out to The Mall of America after training. We had so much fun and I just cherished the moments I shared with Sockwell, I would just stare at him sometimes and wish it had been me he lived with, me he had gotten pregnant, me he went home to every night, me he was faithful to. The moments we were together we very pure. We never once kissed, touched or anything. There was just this strong attraction in the air that we both felt and everyone at our unit knew we both were attracted to each other. We didnt hide it. Then we came back. The next drilll weekend Dimbaza didnt show up. The next month He didnt show again. I never saw Dimbaza again . He had did his six years in the reserves and his time was up.

I knew this would happen sooner or later so on that trip to the Mall of America I took a picture of Dimbaza so that I will remember him for life. He was too fine to forget. Dimbaza Sockwell, the finest man I ever met. I could only wonder what could have been……………………………………………………………