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Winc:Eeeeeeep… sorry, I was super tied up…
FoolsGold:::chuckling:: Literally? I thought I’d lost you.
Winc:Not a chance, mister! Anyway, there’s lots of places, especially in the Bay Area, that are filled with opportunities to explore S/M.
FoolsGold:That is not my only interest in you. It only came up late in our conversation, but it is an interest of mine, I fear.
Winc:::putting my hands on your shoulders:: I know it’s not your only interest. And there’s nothing to fear… well, almost nothing. ::wicked chuckle::
Scratch:We’ll meet up again, we will, I know it. ::giving you a real look:: Feel it. Bye.
Private Message to Winc
FoolsGold:You still there? Are you getting my messages?
///JI U9K JIOPJH]\///
Scratch has left “Apt 3G”
Winc:Noooooo! Oh major rats.
I never did find out what happened with FoolsGold, but that was it with Scratch. ::sighing happily:: Was it ever! Scratch says it took “her” longer, but I don’t believe hir. I think ze was as in love as I was. It can happen. ::grin:: Cool, huh?
END WINC JOURNAL ENTRY
NARRATIVE ENTRY, JABBATHEHUT
And in a decidedly green office, a message flashes on the screen:
To:FBCS Investigations
From:Jabbathehut
Date:(transmission garbled)
Subj:Sex, Sex, Sex—is that all??
Re:file Scratch and Winc
You’re reading their sex logs? These are the ones you’re calling outlaws? ::rolling my eyes:: Surely you jest!
—J.
Sucking at his teeth, Wally Budge mutters out loud, “Son of a gun. Does this joker know everyone I’m lookin’ for?”
(To this bit of expected incredulity I cannot help but add: Of course I do, I am all-powerful, nothing escapes my notice.)
02THE FOOL AND THE FOOLISH
To:Editor, They/Them magazine
From:D.I. Drew
Subject:Old tech, new tech
Hi Asa,
I rumbled through a ton of sources for this installment, most of them private and anonymous. I have to rant: It’s just so unsettling how folks back then worried about exactly what is plaguing us now. No privacy, government interference, corporate interference, etc.
