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| He preferred tracked, micro-controller driven units When he had finally rebooted and gotten back online, she was still waiting there for him He visited his wife in the hospital every day, sometimes twice a day When he affirmed this, she said that she could resend them and could do it through email so that they wouldn't get lost again Could it be? Indeed it was He had recently begun looking for things to occupy his mind when he was not at the hospital She also enjoyed online role-playing games, and frequently volunteered as a kind of advisor to them He tried to appease her, telling her that everything was okay, and trying to draw her thoughts and feelings into the open To occupy his agile mind, he began once more to read other's stories After he signed off, he continued to watch the screen and immediately a message appeared that she was no longer available and had exited the messenger One day in the middle of their discourse, she had sent him a message requesting an open connection and the messenger program asked him if he'd like to do that A third seemed to say she wanted to continue The models had been controlled using infrared and visible light beams, radio frequencies, tethered wiring, and semi-autonomous micro-controller units with sensors operating in response to a programmed sequence of instructions He wrote back that change was not his intent in writing Again she responded, but this time the address line showed an actual email addrerss and not the anonymous source address Their discussions became longer, and they each learned more about the other This night when he got home, he checked his email and found a message from her that seemed to indicate that she was breaking off the relationship Then came the day when she was continually terse with him This night he began with such an erotic piece He wrote back asking if it was her and she responded back with an emphatic yes She responded that she used it often and was currently on line That woman had been in the hospital for the last ten plus months and her prognosis had been poor He submitted his piece One showed a slight smile and those definitely blue eyes He devised a way to test whether it was the machine and connection that caused the delay She was a talented writer and he was looking forward to an occasional story from her Now he was in awe of her appearance and her boldness A standard day would always find him there after he'd showered at five fifteen each afternoon, and until nine o'clock each night He was hoping that she'd take the message in the totally grateful and friendly manner that it was intended A series of things happened after that Disaster, when he started to return to the photos, the messenger program failed and they were lost When he'd finished, he became a writer and joined the clientel of this erotic web site, in order to publish it His response was an instant email asking her not to drop the the erotic site He was drooling noticeably Their message time increased continually to the point where they spent hours on line What was he doing? The next morning he was awake and online well before she was awake He's an engineer, and always been a good one Perhaps the newness was wearing thin, or they'd begun taking each other as granted She probably wouldn't respond anyway He'd always been facile with the written word, but it'd usually been with operating, instruction, installation, or maintenance manuals for complex machines Regardless, she seemed to grow more impatient with him and occasionally very gruff Eventually they separated and divorced Again he wrote back, and again she responded He could enjoy them even when she was offline He even told her a few things that he'd not confided before When he finally moved from the pictures to the message she'd written it indicated that she didn't know what had come over her and that now she wanted to dig a hole and pull it in after her He asked her real first name and again she responded and provided it What could it be? He waited minutes before finally the transmission was complete and a new one started The second picture was from a slightly different perspective of the same subject He'd not intended for anyone to change a personal preference based on anything he'd said He told her what a great person she was and a friend They rehashed much of their early notes and somewhere he again mentioned the lack of a good picture of her He tried to talk and cajole her into a happier mood He'd agreed but things rapidly deteriorated until finally he'd thanked her for her time and told her he was signing off and would login again tomorrow It was a picture of her pussy and showed an enlarged and extended clit staring at him She indicated that she wasn't sure where her camera was, but might look for it later He was a lonely man who had spent his life with but one woman She said that she was just slow, but admitted that she answered many emails each day and also had other messenger buddies He had a hobby making small electrically powered robot vehicles When he asked about it she said that it was her grumpy day A second message later, indicated a slight remorse next was a photo of one breast being held out to the camera Lately, he had been losing interest in his hobby and been looking for something else Finally a message came stating that she too, was deleting his previous emails and the photos that he'd sent her and might delete her account on the erotic story site This biography was of a mature, divorced woman with children The total round trip delay he measured at about 15 seconds He sent it off The loss was tragic for her and her husband She was Blond haired, with blue eyes, and a large appearing woman with a jaunty hat perched on her head He read several of the published pieces and his mind told him that he too could write such stories The bio indicated that she was into BDSM It was then that he found publishng was not an instantaneous thing, the owners of the site chose to review each submittal before actually posting them The story didn't read this time as well as it had in his own mind - - but it was a start He was so astounded that he didn't write back immediately He concluded that she was busy with other things, and suffered He observed that an anonymous message would not provide a response, so he attached his new pen name However, her action intrigued him more Now came the long wait Finally, in exaspiration, she told him that she had a right to be grumpy and have a grumpy day At last, he too, was published She and he both had written more by this time and submitted their stories for publication Specifically, its principle focus was on erotic art with an apparent emphasis on written works She was always reserved, but eventually opened up a bit to him He also indicated that he hoped tomorrow would bring a better day for her I asked for a picture of her face and two more appeared She gave him the name and in a short time they were talking He thanked her profusely, told her of the drooling and how he wanted to save them to his computer drive Life goes on -- or does it? When he told her what happened, she'd asked if he really liked them Not knowing what that meant, he responded with an okay Amazingly, she responded to his message in a likewise terse manner, but indicated that she'd deleted the reference to BDSM in her bio At one point he asked about her picture and asked if he could have an additional picture He'd done most types of these small robots: wheeled vehicles, track driven vehicles, model airplanes, walkers, arthropods, and even a blimp once His message referred to her story and to her bio By sheer happenstance he came across a web site that published various art Subconsciously, he'd been feeling guilty about what he'd been doing, and now those feelings emerged into the open They discussed their erotic stories and talked candidly about them for a short time He too, began to rethink what he'd been doing She later returned an extremely terse and sarcastic note about what she'd read into his message The estimated time from submittal to acceptance, or rejection, was estimated on the site to be three to five days He stared astounded He asked for her buddy name and asked if it would be okay to talk in real time He looked up the author and found that there was a short biography It was during his review of these latest that one story caught his eye She had three children living with her and had lost a fourth He begged her to do it, and when they arrived he used his Windows program to make them into background wallpaper for his machine -- after all he lived alone these days and no one else would see them He couldn't allow that They would usually talk on line again after he got home Though he'd promised not to answer further messages from her, this was too much Soon, he was downloading something from her He penned a message supporting her decision and told her in all honesty of what he'd been feeling He was intrigued and used the anonymous calling feature of the site to send her a short note From his point of view, her notes were always terse, he'd have preferred a more lengthy discourse He was planning to change his email address and not bother her further He was also brazen enough to tell her that he'd like an erotic picture to go with her erotic story He was not and stated this fact An annoying part of each message was what appeared to him an interminable lag between his message and her return A picture was attached that made her look like a seasoned writer The site was vast, but fortunately the owner's had a database that allowed separate review of the latest accepted pieces He asked if she ever used an Instant Messenger program |
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