Page 24 of Nearly Roadkill: Queer Love on the Run
Scratch: I’m… sorry. To be doing this, I mean.
Winc: ::softly:: Darlin’, if it’s keeping us safe, go for it. This Eye may be asked if she saw us. If you’re as good as ever, I think our passage will be safer now.
Go have good sex, and fun gender.
Scratch: ::softly:: That’s so cool of you. Thank you.
Scratch: Yes, I will. Pushing inside, rubbing your clit. Feeling it expand and jump under my hand. My fist is sliding around in your wetness, pouring out of you. I push harder.
Marie: … and contract around your fist, tighter and tighter, so you can hardly move.
Scratch: I circle my other hand harder around your clit, moving all up and down your lips, and back again.
Marie: I press down, my ass hard against you, I’m tightening… my legs shuddering.
Scratch: I can feel you start to come. I lift you up higher, the water splashing around us.
Marie: I’m coming…
Scratch: Spasms against my hand, almost crushing my fist inside you.
Scratch: Marie? Fuck, are you gone?
Marie: I’m here.
Scratch: I am too.
Marie: No sap, just bye, OK?
Scratch: You sure?
Marie: Yeah. Bye.
Marie has left the room.
Scratch: But, but! ::muttering to self:: It’s not like you want to see her again…. .
Online Host
*** You are in room “Scared” ***
Winc has entered the room.
Winc: How was your little delay?
Scratch: Kinda weird. I’m not sure she even knew she was in this “Gwynyth domain” at all.
Winc: ::chuckling:: Did you love it?
Scratch: No, I think I feel kind of used.
Winc: ::snorts:: OK, here’s what Jabba gave me as a hint:
alpha %^&*#$% ())\anon
Scratch: Do you know what it means?
Winc: No. It’s the kind of thing she always sends me. It’s her way of saying “recipient is stupid.”
Scratch: And you put up with this?
Winc: Long story. But at the end is anon. Anonymous?
Scratch: Yeah. Wait no. ::thinking:: Maybe it means “soon.” Like Shakespeare language, soon. As in “See you anon.”
Winc: Right! She talks like that! Another one came in.
::brightly:: OK, do you know what *that* means?
You’ve read more, I bet it comes from classical literature. That, or some forties potboiler.
Scratch: Literature’s kind of a big area, my love. And many pots have been boiled. How long have you known Jabba?
Winc: A few years maybe. She’s weird—I like her.
Scratch: So she’s definitely female?
Winc: ::laughing:: Oh, it’s Toobe’s game of trying to balance out the “default masculine pronoun.”
Scratch: By calling Jabba a she?
Winc: Right. Jabba doesn’t go in for “hir” and “ze.” Thinks it’s stupid, like everything else. So Toobe just uses “she.”
Scratch: Stupid?
Winc: She spends a lot of time being disgusted with people. They’re *all* stupid. But one thing I do know, she’s huge. That’s why “Jabba.” There are little hints I get, like she doesn’t fit in the world so well.
Scratch: Kind of like us.
Winc: Whoa! What’s that picture?
Scratch: What the hell? An erector set maybe?
Winc: Wait! ::staring at picture:: It’s… it’s sideways!
Scratch: OK sideways what?
Winc: hahahahahaha La Tour Eiffel! Well, a teeny, tiny part of the Eiffel Tower. I used to stare at that beautiful tower for hours . But not sideways!
Scratch: Huh?
Winc: Turn it sideways!
See? Wait a minute, let me find a picture for you. I’ve got it here someplace…
Winc: Ta-fucking-da!
Winc: Jabba’s pic is way close-up. Really, way. She has amazing image editing software!
Scratch: So, Paris?
Winc: Paris was my high school graduation present. Five days and four nights. That was the view from my hotel window. I’ve had that same photo, or copies of it, over all my desks ever since. I sent one to Jabba a couple of months ago. But man, I never looked at it sideways before!
Scratch: How is this thing a password???
Winc: WAIT! THE HOTEL! Typing in the name of the hotel now.
HotelEiffelTrocadero Incorrect password
Winc: Oh, no!
Scratch: Well, leave off the hotel part.
Winc: No, that’s part of the name.
Scratch: Don’t the French have accents over their vowels? Is there a…
Winc: Right!
H?telEiffelTrocadèro Entering Jabbaworld
Winc: Yowee!
Scratch: Good job! ::shyly:: Good thing we had Paris on our minds.
Winc: ::smiling at you:: Yes, good thing.
Jabbaworld message
If you’re reading this past 10pm, you’re either in trouble or you’re lacking imagination and/or education.
My guess is the latter.
Winc: ::dryly:: I’ve got 10:30, how about you dear?
Scratch: 10:30 here, too.
Winc: ::shyly:: That means we’re in the same time zone. I like that.
Scratch: Right! But I live in the boonies, hee hee.
Jabbaworld message
Toobe has no access to the Net, repeat none: not email, not bypass, nothing.
He is safe at present, but there is a slight possibility that the law has located him and is closing in.
Scratch: Oh no. Poor little shit.
Winc: Oh no.
Jabbaworld message
He needs help in real time.
R-e-a-l T-i-m-e. You.have.to.go.in.person.to.get.him.
Winc: Right! Let’s do it! ::heading for the door::
Scratch: How? Where is he?
Winc: Oh. ::sheepish::
Jabbaworld message
The law knows that Toobe is underage so if you would use your fertile minds for something other than cybersex, you’d realize the media will pounce and there will be
“CHILD PORN RING”
written over all your foreheads.
Winc: Child porn?! Us?
Scratch: That’s ABSURD!
Winc: Is Toobe in danger?
Jabbaworld message
Please grow up and smell the public sentiment. He needs to be taken from the temporary place to a more permanent place until all this blows over.
Winc: Scratch?
Scratch: Mmm?
Winc: Where *is* Toobe? Did I miss something?
Scratch: Oh, right. ::scrolling through entire chat session::
Winc: Maybe we’re supposed to put our messages together like a puzzle again.
Scratch: You’re so smart!
Winc has left the room.
Scratch has left the room.
Winc has entered the room.
Scratch has entered the room.
Scratch: OK, uploading coded message to Jabbawindow. 1-2-
Winc: 3! Mine’s uploaded too.
Jabbaworld Message
Island
Coney
Scratch: Coney Island! New York!
Winc: ::doubtfully:: That’s where he is?
Scratch: Gotta be.
Winc: Wait, that makes sense! It’s skateboarding heaven, of course he would go there.
Scratch: Then let’s go!
END SCRATCH AND WINC ENTRIES
GWYNYTH DIARY ENTRY
As far as I can tell, there is still no plan, enthusiastic as they seem.
It sure looks like they’re taking off… for here!
Not that they know where here really is.
Snagged this out from under the govt three minutes ago:
To: FBCS All Hands
From: Henderson, Enforcement
Subj: Child abduction?
ATTENTION: We have an unconfirmed report that perp Toobe may be under the influence of a cult of mind-control hackers, or an East Coast child pornography ring. Arrangements have been made to transport perp to Bellevue psychiatric for investigation upon apprehension.
—H
END GWYNYTH DIARY ENTRY