Looking for a Mr Nice-Guy (Timeslots)

23:30-00:15 Colin 44 single, sad and very lonely

*****

The only noise was the soft clipping sound of the keyboard, with the
lights dimmed in her small spare bedroom Jenny Carney stared coldly,
emotionless onto the computer screen. On the screen a variant of
messenger conveyed a seemingly intimate private text conversation
between two people. Jenny remained impassive except for the slightest
smirk as her suitor expressed his intensified feelings for her. In
complete control she sipped a nice Shiraz arrogantly from her wine
glass.

'Jenny, I think I'm falling for you mate?I really think I'm falling for
you big time.'

She held back for a moment pretending that these familiar words were
having an impact on her; she thanked God that she wasn't on Web cam
with Colin tonight and held herself like a little girl suppressing an
evilly cheeky giggle.

'I'm speechless?wow I really am so touched?and I am so lost for words
for once LOL?I mean gosh where did all that come from Colin?'

'I just couldn't say it before JC, but in all honesty I've wanted you
from the moment I saw you?and I think from your behaviour on
camera?that you appear to more than like me.'

'OOOOO! Colin? behaviour? What do you mean by behaviour?'

'Oh I'm sorry it's just that you do things sometimes.'

'I beg your pardon?I do not!!!!'

'You do!!!!!'

'I do not *giggles*.'

'Yes you do Jennifer, and you know you do young lady.'

'Teehee!! Stop it Colin? you're making me giggle. '

'Just as I bloody thought young madam, you do know you're driving me
nuts with lust don't you?'

'LOL! What things Colin, what do I do?'

'You know? things.'

'Tell me? you have to tell me what things I do and tell me what those
things make you do?want to do.'

The alert sound suddenly pinged on messenger, and Jennifer was now
happily surprised and really smiled this time, another one had arrived
online, someone she did actually desire.

'Do I have to be specific?' continued Colin.

'Yes!!! Very specific and I want to know what you want to do to me
Colin, what do those things make you want to do to me?'

'Oh my God?I can't possibly say those kind of things?they might upset
you.'

'Tell me Colin, I can assure you I'm not easily shocked, in fact I
think I may well have heard it all before, and in any case I love
hearing those things.'

'But I just can't say those things Jenny, it's just not me, you know
that.'

She knew this yes, but paused to give him a last chance, but no - this
sap wasn't desperate enough to spill his dignity all over the screen
just yet. She was bored with him now and with her patience at its
limit, she dismissed him.

'Ok I have to go now sweetheart.'

'What?'

'A friend has come online, I think he wants to speak to me.'

'Oh!'

'Yes Phil sometimes stays with me when he's in town? in fact he's
coming down this weekend, we always have a lovely, lovely lazy time,
LOL.'

'I'm so sorry I wish I'd known; I would never have said those things. I
mean I didn't know you were seeing someone'

'Oh I see men all the time? but I really like you as well Colin, I like
you very much, so say what you want, don't ever hold back with
me?ever.'

'I will?I will, can I talk to you again soon JC?'

'Good night sweetheart, take care now see you soon.'

'I think I love you Jennifer.'

'I know you do?I know you do honey, goodnight baby.' And she giggled
again.
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Any time and any place: Phil 47 married with two kids

*****

Eyes now shining wide and black like an excited cat on the hunt,
Jennifer's heartbeat began to increase rapidly. Phillip was a personnel
officer for a haulage firm from the north, big earthy and blunt and to
the point, a man's man who knew what he wanted and made it clear when
he wanted it. This was the man she so really wanted. Her fingers
rapidly typed out a girlish welcome call.

'Hiya Honey.'

She couldn't resist first contact, she never could with him; this
though was unusual for Phil to be online this late, it was usually at
work when she communicated with him.

'Hello doll.'

'You ok?'

'Yep I'm good.'

'Good, good. Can't get enough of me eh? LOL.'

'That's true, but you're way too much for one man.'

'LOL. Yeah! And you know it as well'

'LOL? I can't wait for the weekend honey, I'm SOOOOOOOO looking forward
to seeing you again baby.'

But even as soon as the words she typed hit the screen, she felt the
slight tingle of anxiety at the back of her neck, and now there was a
pause, a long pause he was thinking of his response, impatience made
her type out of sequence.

'Phil? What is it?'

'Well I'm afraid I've got bad news doll.'

Jennifer shook her head in fury, her eyes were now fixed accusingly on
the monitor screen, she whispered a snarling 'bastard,' under her
breath. Her breathing was now becoming erratic but her showing anger
would get her nowhere with this man, he was as stubborn as he was
blunt.

'AWWWWWW!!!'

'Yeah! I'm sorry sweetheart, I can't make it this weekend.'

Jenny shut her eyes and with clenched fists inhaled deeply, then banged
the keys.

'Why?'

'She suspects something pet; I'm going to have to be really low key
about weekend work from now on.'

'Suspects??? Why would she suspect something, you've haven't been down
here in more than a month.'

'Well I was in Doncaster last weekend seeing some clients.'

'And?'

'She rang my hotel late on one of the nights.'

'And?'

'I wasn't there to receive the call.'

'OH!! Why where were you?'

Again there was a pause, Jennie's eyes widened.

'Where were you?' She repeated.

'Relaxing? you know just relaxing.'

'Relaxing? What the fuck does that mean?'

'What it means darling is mind your own fucking business, I mean for
fuck sake I'm getting enough hassle off her without you joining the
fray?I mean you're well looked after by me aren't you?'

Jenny lunged forward and hissed at the screen, 'You Fucker,' so that's
what she was to him, was it? But she stayed just about in
control.

'I won't lower myself by replying to that.'

'LOL, suit yourself honey.'

Again she breathed in deeply, because breathing out might have
incinerated the monitor, and then grasping the table, and through
gritted teeth she released her grip and typed again.

'When then?'

'When then what?'

'When are you coming Phil?'

The long pause again, Jenny sighed and then slumping back closed her
eyes, it took several seconds before the messenger alert jingle brought
her back. She opened her eyes and surveyed the screen desolately.

' I don't think I'll be seeing you for quite some while doll, certainly
not again this year? maybe we can hook up again in the New Year.'

She let out an almost manic scream at this announcement, and then
pounded her response on the keys.

'Its FUCKING May now Phil, I can't wait SEVEN FUCKING MONTHS.'

'I'm sorry?but it's take it or leave it honey.'

Angry tears now, Jenny was never in control with Phillip? and she so
much had to be in control and that would surely only be a matter of
time, if only she could get him for herself.

'What about leaving her Phillip?'

'Eh! What about it?'

'We talked about it remember?'

'I think you talked about it love I only listened, blimey that has
never been an option sweetheart, I mean I love my wife don't I?'

'You're a lying bastard Phil.'

'OOOO! You love me really honey, you do and you know it. Listen I'll be
in touch?but got to go now. Night, night doll be good and if not don't
get caught.'

'WANKER.'

'Kiss, kiss?sweetheart I'll do my best to make it up to you...promise I
will.'

'Yeah!!! I'll believe that when I see it.'

Oh so this bastard had others did he? Well she'd just have to try
harder to be his number one is all.

'Keep in touch Phillip?you know I love you.'

'Goodnight sweetheart.'
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12:30-1:00: Twice a week, Quick Thrill Bill mid fifties?

*****

'Hey Billy boy come and talk to me?I need you tonight baby.'

Jennifer now needed someone to adore her, some adulation from a man who
didn't fear showing his desire, Quick Thrill Bill an American was
online and he fitted the bill just nicely. She giggled like a little
girl again when she saw that Bill was responding almost
immediately.

'Talk of the devil?I was just feeling the same thing JC.'

'How are you sweetie?'

' I'm fine honey pie, my dick is already getting hard as hell, and I'm
thinking about it nestling between your fantastic soft tits.'

'OOOOO TY kind sir, that sounds lovely by the way, I LOOOVE the idea of
your big hard cock lying here, glistening and SOOOO so hard between my
tits.'

'I want to play JC, do you want to play?'

'Oh yes?oh yes I want to play Bill, I want to play SOOOOOOOO so
much.'

'God! Fuck you'd make any man real happy JC.'

'Teehee!! I'm teasing my nipples my tongue right now Billy, can you
imagine that?'

'OOOOOOH man!!!!!!!!!'

'Are you ready for some fun honey?'

' I'm always ready for you JC.'

'Web cams on then and we're ready to go.'

'YEAH BABIEEEEEEEEE!!!!! LETS ROCK AND ROLL.'
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Twice during the week once at weekends: Jenny's parents.

*****

On the drive to her parents the next day, Jennifer made a quick stop at
the supermarket to visit a hole in the wall. Still very angry from the
night before about a lost weekend, she cut up another male driver and
took the parking spot he was waiting patiently to occupy. The driver
wound down his windscreen as Jennifer casually without a hint of
embarrassment vacated her car.

'Thank you so fucking much darling, I must do the same for you
sometime.'

Without turning Jennifer raised her middle finger.

'Fuck off you arsehole.'

Thank God there was no queue at the cash point, she was fighting so
hard to get back to what was usually second nature to her, her second
nature the calm professionalism but with definite sweet femininity that
she exuded during the day. She'd have to dig deep to find this other
side or mum would be onto her.

Her anger though was now thankfully abating being forced away?until
that is he appeared on her near horizon with her. It was Martin her ex
husband with the bitch that he'd left Jennifer for. Ignoring each other
would have been just too weird, a bit like two colliding planets deftly
and unnaturally sidestepping each other at the last moment.

'Hello Jen,' he said looking stunned, sheepish when he spotted
her.

'Hello Marty,' she replied coolly enjoying his guilt?his fear of her.
She then looked at this new woman in his life?this was her first real
good look at the (heavy) woman that he'd left her for three years
ago.

'This is Sandra?I don't know if you know each other, but as you can see
she's expecting our first child.' Martin continued nervously.

'Yes I do, I do see?congratulations Marty?and of course you Sandra, I
don't think we've actually met before but your face is so familiar, I
must say you two look well suited.' She offered her hand, then smiled
cruelly as she surveyed the rather plump dumpy woman that Martin valued
more than her.

'Thank you, I don't think we've met though but it's a small world so
who knows.'

'It is indeed, it is?well look I'm sorry but I have to shoot; mum is
expecting me for lunch. Listen hope you two get what you want and I'll
try get something to you to celebrate the arrival of whatever you're
lucky enough to get.'

'Thanks Jen?I mean that is really nice of you.' Marty replied
gratefully.

'Yes that is so kind Jennifer considering?' Continued Sandra
haltingly.

For a moment the silence was indeed thunderous, Jennifer's smile
remained sweet and demure, as she thought how she could quite easily
skewer these pair of cunts, without a moments regret.

'Yeah well?I guess we have all have to move on and not let the past
grind us down. You're looking well Marty, I'm glad you've found
happiness, glad you've found your someone.'

After a momentary nod, goodbye and the exchange of awkward glances,
they parted as weirdly as they'd accidentally connected.

The rest of the drive brought back those angry tears, Jennifer would
have to take this anger and hurt out on someone, not now of course, but
there was always the nighttime and the list of her messenger men. There
was one in particular on that list.

Late May had been nice like a good mid-summer in fact, the two women
sat at a table drinking wine contentedly in the vast back garden, in
amongst them children played tag with granddad, and others stroked the
good natured Carney family Labrador Spike. Wives stood and talked and
drank their wine, husbands stood apart drinking beer, managing to
cinder burn sausages on the barbecue. Jenny looked on at the happily
married couples, trying so very hard not be jealous of her brother and
two sisters.

On the surface she was enjoying this fun of a family get together, but
internally things were building up and tearing her apart. She was aware
of her mother's eyes, her increasingly longer probing side-glances at
her; she pretended not to notice and heightened her laughter to try and
deflect her mother's attention, but to no avail.

'Jen?' Came that so, so familiar soft concerned, questioning whisper.
How did she do that thought Jennifer, hone in every single time she
knew something was wrong.

'Yes mum,' she replied without facing her mother knowing it might give
something away, 'gosh the kids are growing so fast, and I just love
seeing them so happy and healthy.'

' Yes I know they're lovely and beautiful, I'm so very proud of
them.'

'So am I mum, Kevin, Sharon and Gill have done you and dad proud as
kids, producing such wonderful Grandkids for you both.'

'I'm proud and love of all my kids Jenny?equally so and like all good
mothers I worry about them all the time?and just recently one in
particular.'

Jenny still looked away from her mother, looking for a fixed point in
the distance to concentrate on. 'No need to worry about me mum, I'm
fine...really I am.' She laughed again and pointed, 'look at Bobby mum?
hey steady on mate! You'll fall and do yourself an injury!'

' Jenny when will you and I share the joy of your children?when will
you make us the proud Grandparents of your children?'

Now this was a skill only mothers had, a simple phrase or question that
could suddenly pin you hard and fast against a wall.

Jenny sighed, leaned forward and looked down. It was only then she
realised she'd been turning the empty wine glass over and over in her
cupped hands, fidgeting nervously giving it all away to her
mother.

'Please tell me Jen, tell your mum what's wrong?you can tell me
anything you know that don't you? Nothing will stop me loving you
darling, I want to help? so tell your mum, will you please.'

'Yes I know that mum?you, my family and my friends mean everything to
me, and if I can't confide in you who can I confide in? But no nothing
is wrong mum?just a bad end to a bad week I think, I'll pick up I
always do?and who knows I just might smile and just might meet the
right guy next week.

Mrs Carney looked at her thirty two year old beautiful daughter
anxiously, she?Jenny was lying but then again she always did, the only
chick in her brood that mum couldn't quite read fully, but she didn't
press because there was now something dark about this girl, something
dark that hadn't always been there, but now that dark something was
taking her over.

'I hope you find this Mr right soon Jennie, please make it soon.'

'So do I, I'll keep looking mum, but you know for every prince out
there today there's ten thousand frogs to kiss first, and believe me I
know.'

'Goodness!!! What is wrong with men today, you're so beautiful, loving
and intelligent Jenny? are all the men out there today fools?'

'Mum, are all men fools, what's wrong with men today? You really don't
know? Where shall I begin?where shall I begin?'
************************************************

23:30-00:15: Colin 44 single, sad and very lonely

******

'Hello honey.'

'Oh hello Jennifer what a lovely surprise?I didn't expect you tonight,
I thought your friend was staying with you.'

'No.'

'Oh.'

'LOL!'

'Well I'm here if you want to talk about it.'

'I know Colin, you never let me down?you're always here for me.'

'Couldn't your friend make it?'

'Yes he could have, but didn't.'

'Oh I see? did you fall out?'

'Yes we fell out because he didn't want to make it?he didn't want to
try hard enough to be with me, the obstacles were too much he
said.'

'Oh.'

'LOL! And that's not good enough if you want to be with me, I don't
accept poor excuses?in fact I don't accept any excuses point blank?at
all!'

'Blimey I thought you were a sweetheart.'

'No Colin I'm BAAAAAAAD and very, very mean.'

'No you're not Jennifer, you're lovely.'

'LOL! Why TY Colin honey, you're just so sweet to me always.'

'I'd walk if I had to?anywhere just to be with you.'

'LOL! I know you would Colin, as I said you're a real sweetie.'

'I can't express what you mean to me Jennifer, I really can't.'

'Can I see you now Colin?'

'What?'

'Will you turn your web cam on for me, so I can see you.'

'Oh the web cam, yes of course I will.'

'What did you think I meant Colin?'

'Well, just for a moment I thought you wanted to meet me.'

'Do you think that would be a good idea Colin?'

'I'd love to meet you JC.'

The signal to accept Colin's invitation to view web cam luckily came on
screen, enabling her to deflect the conversation.

'OOOOO I'll accept shall I?'

'Oh?yes ok, well you did ask you big Nelly.'

'LOL! Of course I did, sorry I'm having a blonde day.'

At that moment the top right corner of the screen flickered, and there
appeared the slightly jolty but clear image of a gaunt rather plain
looking man, looking pensively at the screen, Jenny's smile broadened
and her body shook as she gave a little shuddered giggle of
revulsion.

'OOO! Colin you're a good-looking guy and very, very tempting and
that's no mistake.' She was, of course, lying again.
************************************************

Hunting for fresh meat (usually during a lull) a few weeks later

*****

There was always a quiet period where Jenny could stock up on her
larder. Men came and went, some wanted too much, some too little; some
were too slow and some were just too quick. But there were always
plenty of chat rooms, sites and forums on the net where she could find
the type of men who were looking for the type of woman like her.

She was versatile and multitasked, she had no specific niche, so no
nothing was too much for her. But you had to meet her standards, and
depending on how good you were, on how much you opened up depended on
how far up the ladder you got, from text messages on the screen to web
cam exhibitionism, and then from titillating phone sex conversation
onto dating and finally if you were good enough Jenny would be your
full time mistress.

She in particular enjoyed the art of being handily placed to help other
relationships just break up that little bit faster, by being that
special consoling friend. All of this of course, just until she found
her Mr Right. Some might say double standards? Jennifer on this issue
luckily seemed to have convenient lapses in memory.

It was 9 pm when the little notification bar appeared in the bottom
right hand corner of her screen, an email message from Colin. She mouse
clicked the tab curious to see what poor old Colin wanted to say to
her.

'Come and talk to me straight away, please,' was the one line
message.

She'd' recently reigned back in her contact with him, he was getting
far too heavy and beginning to demand more than she was prepared to
give him. Rationing herself to him seem to cool his ardour, he was much
more manageable and sedate with these isolated visits. Very
occasionally she would treat him, tease him, tempt him and of course
confuse him, yes there was so much fun to be had with desperate men the
like of Colin, indeed it was much too early to throw him away. She
waited five minutes removed the block from Colin's name on the screen
and clicked on his name again.
************************************************

23:30-00:15: Colin 44 single, sad and very lonely

*****

'Hello Sweetie?is something the matter Colin?'

'Hi, that's Jennifer isn't it?'

'Well of course it is Colin?who else would it be?'

'Well this isn't Colin, this is actually Tom, Colin's brother.'

Jenny's eyebrows arched. Curious she licked the tips of her fingers
sensually, she was fidgeting nervously. Contemplating. Tom was Colin's
younger brother by ten years, a rogue by all accounts according to
Colin, the dark sheep of the family gone away, never heard of, seldom
mentioned. But here he was, apparently wanting to talk to Jenny. What
was this game going to be?

'Well? hello Tom, bit of a shock but very nice to meet you in any case,
I have to say Colin has told me quite a bit about you.'

'Has he? I imagine nothing too complimentary though?'

'Well?err?ahem!!'

'Ha!'

'LOL! He may say a few choice things, but your brother can't hide his
fondness for you Tom.'

'HMMM! Well that fondness is undeserved.'

'Well I can't comment on that because I don't really know you?
yet.'

' Ah yes? well ok? But if you don't mind I need to speak to you about
him.'

Jennifer eyes glistened as her stare fixed onto the screen; she was an
expert at the reading the minds of the other participants at the other
end of this unique highway. She sensed this could be interesting.

'Sure, of course but speaking of which where is our Colin? And err?why
are you on his computer, not that I'm complaining you
understand?'

'Well, that's a good question Jennifer. Well I'm here on Colin's
computer trying to figure out where he might be. Colin seems to have
been missing for nearly a week.'

This was going to be interesting.

'OMG!!! Are you sure? I don't ?believe this.'

'Yeah! I know but he's done it before but not for this long.'

Done it before? These words almost magnified ten times and jumped out
of the screen at her. Done it before? What did that exactly mean?

'Oh God!! Please tell me all what happened, God this is scaring the
shit out of me.'

Jenny eyed the bottom of the screen; it stated that Tom was writing and
then he stopped, he was obviously thinking about his response,
hesitation like this always caught her attention, she always wondered
what fresh thought was being added or what bad phrase was being
deleted.

'Well I got a call from mum saying he hadn't been around for a few
days, normally dad? well when he was alive that is would have checked
or tracked him down or even got help, but? anyway I said I would come
back. So here I am, I've come around here as soon as I do, and yes I'm
afraid worryingly all the signs are here that Colin has done one again,
a runner that is. The backdoor was unlocked, lights and television on,
and here in his little office the computer is on. Colin has quite
severe mood swings, and when they're bad, they are really bad.'

'Oh I see, this is absolutely terrible Tom, absolutely terrible. I
don't know what I can do?but please ask anything and I'll try to
help.'

After another brief pause the screen flickered again with another
response.

'First could I ask a big, big favour, could we view each other, it's
just that I like to see who I'm speaking to, I'm not a great fan of
these chat things, I always think they hide so much that's so
important.'

Yes this was getting interesting.

'I so, so agree Tom. Text and silly emoticons just can't replace the
true honest physicality of a face-to-face conversation. Ok I'll invite
you to accept the option to view web cam, click on accept. Then if you
click on the web cam icon on your screen in the top right corner,
you'll offer me the same option ok?

'Ok, thanks yes I see it, the little eye icon on a pod?'

'Yes Tom that's it.'

After a few seconds there was two way visual contact between the two of
them.

Ah this was better much, much better. Tom might not have been the total
antithesis of his gormless elder sibling, but he was much younger than
the ten years Colin had spoken about surely? The smile said a lot, the
cheeky dimpled endearing smile that was now widening into a sexy boyish
grinning laugh, the guy was a charming bit of rough and no mistake.
Jenny already fidgeting excitedly was never very good at masking her
lust for men and she realised she was doing this now.

'Well hello again Tom, sorry to ogle? I just wish this meeting had been
under different circumstances.'

'Ah I see now.'

'See what?' She asked smiling intriguingly.

'I can see why my silly old thing of a daft brother? has become
infatuated with you.'

'Why thank you Tom, but like I said, maybe this is not the time or the
place.'

'No excuse me, I didn't mean it like that. No just seeing you explains
why Colin has done what he has done.'

She gave her best-puzzled expression despite the insinuation.

'Oh I see?well I think I do anyway, you're not blaming me are you
Tom?'

Tom shook his head, still smiling, but a little of something other than
amusement was in his eyes now. He wasn't shaking his head to allay her
suspicions, more to confirm them.

'Yes well it all becomes so much more clearer now.'

'Pardon?'

'Well all of this here, all that I have before me now.'

'What?'

'All of this here in this tiny room is you Jennifer.'

'What do you mean everything is me? Look Tom I don't think I like this,
I come online and you ask for help about your brother and I get this
bloody nonsense. What the hell is going on here?'

'How on earth could I be talking to you now Jennifer?unless something
led me to you?'

Oh what was this then, she wondered. Time to turn off the flirting and
get serious.

'Your brother and I talk very occasionally Tom?I imagine I'm on his
email list, as well as the contacts list, but I can assure you I hardly
know him.'

The smile had gone now; his eyes had lost the cheeky allure and instead
they emitted a cold stare. He continued.

'Did you know he wrote in his journals about you ?silly poems, silly
thoughts and silly old Colin dreams? Jennifer did you know my brother
is obsessed with you? Did you know Colin saved and archived all the
conversations between you and him?'

Oh Control, oh control oh how she needed to be in control. She tried to
match his cool stare but switching off the cam was tempting and
seemingly a more sensible option, but this would be an admission of
defeat to this new man?and new men weren't allowed to beat her,
certainly not this early. So the stupid jerk saved all their
conversations did he, oh god and she thought that was her special
trick. And oh yes, those blood stupid poems of his.

'No I didn't Tom?but now of course I do.'

'Yes, in fact it appears they may have been the last thing he was
reading before he left, because here they are these so called very
occasional conversations?that happened virtually every night for the
last six months?I wonder why he left them up Jennifer, I wonder
why?'

'Do you always read other people's private conversations Tom, do you?
If I can be candid? in fact I will, I find that rather
distasteful.'

'Well forgive me Jennifer, but these just might help us find him or
tell us what was wrong, I think that's quite important don't you? By
the way do you always lie Jennifer?'

It would only take a click to get her out of this, but she'd learned
through adversity how to fight and how to find the will to want to
fight back.

'I protect my privacy Tom and unlike you I respect your
brother's.'

'Well I wonder? You certainly don't respect his dignity judging by
these conversations. First you lured him in, chased him and then
gradually ever so gradually he began to chase you, and oh you him made
chase didn't you? Until finally he was chasing cyber shadows.'

Her finger hovered shakily over the mouse button her body was tensing;
Tom's mini revelations were hitting her like little electric
aftershocks one after the other. But still she stayed.

'Colin and I are both adults Tom?we both knew what we were doing. And
as for not being there for him, well unless I'm a mirage, here I am
tonight.'

'Really, well I know my brother better than you?and we both know he
wasn't ready for the likes of you.'

She made Tom see that she was giving an exaggerated sigh.

'Look Tom - this is getting very tiresome, you've obviously been a
very, very busy boy, but you've come up with some rather inaccurate
hasty conclusions about me. I care about your brother Tom, I really do;
we've shared a lot in the six-months, he's opened up and confided with
me and I in turn with him?we both got a lot of good out of it and
helped each other. But your brother wants more, much more than
realistically I was ever prepared to give, I really did try to make him
understand time and time again I really did?he just wouldn't listen or
believe I'm afraid.'

Tom smirked disdainfully.

'The pictures were a nice touch JC some interesting poses I must say,
the web cam invitations another. Kind of forced them on him didn't you
no?

'Ha! Do you see him complaining Tom? Do you see him refusing? You do
him discredit, he's not as na?ve and sweet as he appears. And believe
me or not, I'm deeply concerned as to his whereabouts and safety. Look
I can't deny that I love to be adored, it would be silly of me with the
conversations you have there in front of you, but in turn I really do
adore all of my men in return. But I'm a nice girl Tom, misguided and
easily led astray sometimes perhaps?but hand on my heart I'm a really
nice person, honestly I am.'

'Oh and here was me thinking of amongst others, tramp, liar, predator,
man-eater and evil manipulator, silly me! But I wonder what my brother
is thinking now, where he is and what he is doing? Funny thing Jennifer
is that my mother said that during these six months, she's never seen
him look happier? but latterly never been so worried at the confusion
and despair in his face. Jennifer for his and your sake I hope we find
my brother?if we don't?I don't know what I might do. And no you're not
a nice person Jennifer, you're a vicious, nasty bitch and not a very
nice person at all.'

'Tom please go and find your brother, and WHEN you do give him my love,
tell him JC was concerned and misses him dreadfully. And think of me
what you will Tom, I honestly couldn't give a fuck?I've heard it before
and no doubt I'll hear it again?' Jennifer stopped typing; she noticed
Tom had switched off his cam and gone offline.

'BAAASTARRRRRRRRRD!!' She screamed into the monitor.

She breathed in a heavily and nearly collapsed forward onto her
keyboard, her head was in her hands, she was now sobbing? not
remorsefully but angrily, her breathing was almost at hyperventilation
level. But she forced herself up with effort and into the
bathroom.

Slowly composing herself she bathed her face with the splash of cold
water from the tap. She looked at her strained reflection in the mirror
and hissed 'I am nice girl?I am a nice girl?I am a nice girl?honestly I
am.' She then moved off towards her main bedroom.

A few minutes later as if nothing had happened tonight, she returned
refreshed, changed and ready to continue her hunt for fresh meat. A few
glasses of a nicely chilled chardonnay from the wine rack would get her
horny and naughty, just in the right mood so she could snare her fix
for tonight. A chat room or a forum full of just the kind of men she
wanted. This was the dark beauty of the Internet at its best in her
opinion, that and living in a big city.

Tomorrow at 11 AM she would give a presentation to the board of
directors, outlining the benefits of making the acquisition of a
failing competitor in Greenwich. She would do this with cool supreme
professionalism; she would win them over with her charm, her humour and
her femininity all of these and of course the no nonsense competitive
approach she was respected for.

Tonight on the dating forum however a gentleman from London calling
himself the 'The White Knight,' was offering himself and the services
of his magnificent charger, any lady who was in need of rescuing
tonight just had to let down their drawbridges and let him in.

White knights today were a rarity, nothing like one's Dad used to tell
her about at bedtime when she was a kid. Life then was a big new
adventure then full of wonder and expectation for a little girl like
sweet Jenny, who would have thought that she would become this. She
wondered about poor old Colin momentarily and then decided that he
would probably turn up bedraggled and confused,walk safely into the
family bosom.

Jennifer's attention turned quickly to more important matters,
assessing what kind of man this white knight might be.

'Neanderthal male horny scum,' Jennifer said to her self, 'exactly what
I need tonight.'

She clicked on his email tab, and in the subject bar typed?

'Damsel in distress.'