Deviant LoveFate and romance often walk hand in hand, and for that reason, my online dating story doesn't begin in front of a keyboard, but rather, in a small bar about six years ago. My friends and I were out on our typical gathering at the Friday night hotspot when I noticed a girl in the lineup waiting to get in. She wore a baseball cap, had long blonde hair, and a face that could only be described as ravishing. Hoping she would be allowed inside, I stood and waited for a few minutes, but the bar was packed and the lineup wasn't moving, so I reluctantly returned to my friends. About an hour later, I noticed that she had finally made it inside and wa