; ; Written for Lost Boys first competition and dedicated to the LB and his ; work.
; ; WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit language of an ; adult nature and should be read only by those of a legal age to do so. If ; you are a minor or object to stories of an adult nature, LEAVE HERE ; IMMEDIATELY. Legal age local to the author is 18+ please abide to your own ; local laws. Please note and understand the content codes for this story.
; ; The characters portrayed in this story are just that, characters in my ; story. Any similarities to real people are purely coincidental and ; unintentional. The characters and situations portrayed are pure fantasy; the ; author is keen to state that in reality adult sexuality should remain only ; in the adult world. Please do not allow or cause this story to fall in to ; the hands of minors.
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; ; "You stupid bumpkin, didn't you see me? You can't just pull out of gateways ; like that!" Damon shouted at the shadowy driver, whose only reply was two ; dirty extended fingers thrust upwards with vigour.
; ; Damon checked for damage, sure enough the bumper was ripped from its ; shattered mounting by the impact with the sodden verge.
; ; "Oh bloody great, can today get any better?" Damon raged at the azure blue ; sky.
; ; Damon soon realised he had no details of the tractor or its wayward driver. ; He slumped his weight forwards onto the cars bonnet, and hammered his fist ; into the unforgiving metal. Swearing profusely, and cradling his sore ; knuckles with his undamaged left hand, Damon returned to the drivers seat. ; Where he just sat, as the final indignity descended upon him - he had to ; tell Alice. Alice, who had moved to the depths of the Norfolk countryside, ; and had given up her teaching post; just to save him commuting time, Damon's ; depression deepened.
; ; Alice was, on the other hand, in a very good mood. She had finished painting ; the spare bedroom, tidied the lounge and prepared Damon's meal. Alice liked ; things neat and tidy, and now they were. This left her the luxury of a whole ; hour for herself. She slipped into the study to check her e-mails; she sat ; at Damon's desk and logged on.
; ; Her face fell - he had forgotten to log out again, this was a real pain, and ; so typical of him. Damon had a lot of good points but his absent-mindedness ; coupled with his impatience annoyed her intensely. Not only was he likely to ; forget to logout, but also he had hacked the security to stop the account ; automatically terminating after 10 minutes. So now she had to figure it out! ; Alice's eyes scanned the page for the logout button, click, the screen ; started to close.
; ; Then a message popped up 'Dr Saunders - run program viability check?' a yes ; or no dialogue awaited a response. Another of his little reminders, damn. ; She fumed a little and pressed 'yes', the box disappeared only to reappear ; an instant later; in frustration she jabbed several times at the yes button ; without further affect.
; ; In annoyance, Alice hit the no button. The affect was immediate. The screen ; blanked and then 'Abnormal termination - run default full program - ; unprotected?' OK or cancel, the menu asked politely. Alice was sick of this ; she hit cancel. The screen blanked momentarily and then flashed up 'Illegal ; command - line 807 abort... running Webb's 1.7...boot routine.
; ; As Alice stared, the screen filled with rich swirling colours. Subtle ; changes blended the colours continuously, and the effect was glorious. Alice ; couldn't take her eyes from the screen. Eventually the screens colours ; merged into a bright purple that shimmered in liquid currents. Gradually the ; purples deepened in shade, and Alice felt her self relax into its depths, a ; warm secure feeling washed over her.
; ; The warmth increased slowly until it became a heat. Alice felt her panties ; dampen as her fluids wept into them. Then in an instant, the program ended. ; The computer returned to the desktop and the mundane image of a green hill. ; The screen flashed blue, and then blanked; this would normally have sent ; Alice into a blind panic, but not today. Alice forgot about her e-mails, ; forgot about Damon - she just stood and walked purposefully from the study.
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