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I Pitter Patter Over To The 'Puter In My Pad
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I Pitter Patter Over To The 'Puter In My Pad |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
I Pitter Patter Over To The Puter In My Pad 1: Waking, heating day old coffee in the micro, In the middle of the night, I pitter patter over to the 'puter in my pad. Just like Midnitesun Has seen me do last summer. I turn it on, (No! No!, I don't mean Midnitesun, I mean the puter) And using JAWS I hit the Net. Then an ad interrupts Whatever I am doing with Click here to find out more! I do that and it takes me to an online store. I strike the arrow key And start scrolling down the options. I click where it says Enter, Expecting to hear The usual “graphic” “graphic” messages. Suddenly I find I am no longer in my chair, But literally standing in the store itself. Even worse, I'm in the nude, For there had not Even been time for me to dress. I am startled, almost speechless. This has never happened before. I couldn’t even lock my door. 2: It seems to be a clothing store. A clerk comes to me, A certain Leslie Moor She says they only sell brassieres here. She directs me To feel of her brassiere because it's a display exhibit, Because it is like one of those on sale. (no GIF images here.) I let her take my hands, tracing her body, reading the stories of her soul, But then I have to draw away from her. I redden with embarrassment, afraid she might have noticed. I don't want to orgasm in public. Besides I don’t have money And am not wearing anything. I decide, better get out of here. I find the entrance of the store. I step outside, Cross a little foyer, And find I’m at my own apartment door. So the store Is just a few feet from my door? … Good thing there wasn’t time To lock it. I pitter patter over to the 'puter in my pad. And find the page is closed, Because I’m no longer in the store. 3: Then, somehow it comes to me That the only way to reach this store Is via the Internet, But that I can leave By simply walking out its door … Cross a few yards To my door … … I do an AltaVista search for "leslie moor" It seems That there are only four. Let’s see … Where’s Leslie? ….. More? ... ... Maybe it was just a cyber maniquen Or maybe womaniken? SC Midnitesun knows about the mouse About the mouse getting eaten By the juicy jaws of JAWS! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
LOL, I remember trying to find something for you on the net, and that JAWS program kept control of the cursor. So, I 'cursed' it a few times, then discovered I could turn off the braile/jaws combo and regain control of that cursor. LOL, Jaime, this brought back some funny memories. I have to hand it to you, you usually surf past those ads and annoying popups without getting re-directed to another site! I growl whenever I follow those links and then find my puter has been 'captured' by those advertising spies! Time for James Bond the puter pro version! That's why I installed Ad-Aware, AVG, and SPYBOT! Miss you, m'friend, hoping all is well in Denver. Have a great weekend amigo! |
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