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I read a couple of messages about dating over the net. Read below:
 
 An anonymous girl lets call her jen, is a junior in college
 attending school in Colorado, like all college students, she is wrapped up in the
 partying and the wildness college life has to offer.  Jen being the
 computer science major that she is does however have a lot of work to do
 on her computer so when she's not out having a good time, she's working
 her butt off designing computer programs and installing software. =20
 One day, soon after she had broken up with her boyfriend, she was
 home alone on a friday night for the first time in the three years they
 had been dating. She was sad, alone and depressed, so she decided to make a
 new homepage.  She was playing on the net when she decided to get onto a
 chat line, being the wild psycho she is she decided to get onto a sex
 line. So jen got onto a sex chat line and started playing around on
 it.  Over the line, she met a guy who identified himself as jeremy, she
 started playing with him, she gave a false name, saying her name was
 "katie" and started getting into detail about what she would like to do
 to him with her tongue. he responded by telling her to picture being
 naked while his hands ran over every square inch of her body.  soon
 they were having cybersex.  this went on for awhile, and then she got off
 the line agreeing to meet him back on the line the following night.
 Saturday night rolls around, and Jen is on the line with jeremy
 again, they become even closer this night, so they continue like this
 for a week. at the end of the week, they started talking about other
 things, and got into very intimate issues and feelings.  they became
 close, exchanging their lives, jen didnt' tell jeremy she was in
 college, because she was afraid of sounding like an immature college
 girl.  she felt guilty, but after a few weeks, she really liked this
 guy.  This went on the two of them like this for months, and months
 turned into a year.  bye the end of the year they had exchanged the
 most intimate thoughts, and yet had never even spoken on the phone.  they
 were afraid of ruining the mystery.  they had done everything sexually
 possible over the net, they were affectionate as well, waiting for the
 day that they could some day be together.  they finally decided they
 had had enough.  they wanted to meet each other, they were in love and they
 had to meet.  they didn't care about age or looks or anything but each
 other.  jeremy told jen he thought she could be his next wife.  jen was
 weary at first but decided she didn't care how old he was or how ugly
 she loved him, he was the only one she could feel comfortable with.
 so...they planned a trip to meet in vale, colorado.  they were going to
 spend the weekend together and finally meet.  jen didn't want the
 hassle of having to find him, so she said, why don't you just get the room and
 we'll meet in the room that way there will be no mistake.  jeremy
 agreed. 
 jen showed up at the resort first, and checked into the room
 telling the desk lady to hold the key for the next party, so she went
 into the room. she wanted things to be special so she lit some candles,
 put on some music. she stripped naked and climbed into the bed under
 the covers, deciding to surprise jeremy when he got there.  the time soon
 came the lights were out, the mood was right, and she heard a key in
 the door, she heard someone walk in and around the corner, and she
 whispered, "jeremy", jeremy said, "katie?" (this was the false name she
 had given him.) yes she said, so he fumbled for the light, and turned
 it on to see jen on the bed naked before him.  then next thing heard
 around the world were two blood curling screams.  jen covered herself up, and
 with her most humiliating voice said, "dad?"  and jeremy said, "JEN!!!"
 
 think of what you would do in this situation...
 now realize this really did happen.
 their lives will never be the same.
 
 From: Dave

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Wil Stark, wstark04 (at) pobox _dot_com
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