Introduction
The sun cane through the partially closed curtain casting a dim reflection on the monitor. Taking a moment I look at my list of characters.
I'm Sally, young and tender, looking for an old pervert.
I'm Heavy Hung Stud, looking for Sally.
I'm Enrique, a gay cross-dresser, looking for an old man.
I'm Sam, an old man, looking for a young stud.
I'm Chang, middle aged, looking for a young housekeeper.
I'm Sarah, young and willing, looking for an Asian Sugar Daddy.
I am who I want to be on the Internet.
Really, I'm looking for some to kill.
I could be the lady sitting at the bar next to you.
I could be the boy in the front row in the movies.
I could be the queer walking down Hollywood Boulevard.
I could be the old man leaning against the post in the subway.
I could be the young girl prancing in the park.
I am a serial killer stalking the Internet.
Be careful!
"Hi, Heavy Hung Stud", I type. "I'm Sally, alone and lonely."
"Does Sally play?"
"With the right person!"
Like to play with men or women?
"Either or both!"
"You sound like fun"
"I am, Heavy Stud. You really hung?"
"Like a horse."
"And you Sally. What you like?
"Five foot, ninety pounds and ready."
"Ready for what?"
"I like everything, anytime, anywhere."
"Sweet Sally sounds like she could be my lady!"
"Not in a million years", I type and quit chat. I watch the screen lauughing as Heavy Hung Stud looks for me.
"Sally ... Sweet ... Where'd you go? Come back ... give me a chance."
"Bye", I whisper. "Maybe next time."
I sit back watching Heavy Hung Stud stumble in his search. Double click on secret ID and choose New York as a new location and enter another chat, watching intently as the members type. Someone starts ...
"I'm looking for a yourg boy on the East Coast, USA. Any interest?"
"I'm David in New York", I type. How young do you want?"
"Younger the better. How young are you?"
"Legal?"
"Too old then."
"I may be a cop looking for perverts." I laugh as the line goes blank.
"I'm not a cop ... really ... just looking for a good time." No response. "Hello, just playing!" Still no response.
Another chatter enters and starts typing.
"You really wanna play?
"Yes, I want to play." I type.
"I'm the playfull type and I love young boys."
"Then you will love me", I type, adding "!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"I'm in Boston, where are you?"
"New York City", I type.
"Want to cum and visit me in Boston."
"Cum ... cute ... I like to cum."
"Come visit and I'll make you cum!"
"Send me a ticket and I'll cum for you."
"What's your name?"
"David ... and yours?
"Doesn't matter right now."
"I can read, you're tag is BostonStrangler2"
"I am ... I am ... but I only strangle little boys until they cum."
"Your name scares me. You might be a serial killer!"
"David, please be serious."
"I am serious BS2. But how do you get me a ticket and how much is my trip to see you worth?"
"Worth a lot and I can send you a ticket.
"Pay Pal the monty and I;ll buy the flight."
"To who?"
"I'll find out how much and let hou know."
"How will I find you?"
"I'm here all the time BS2"
"Talk to you tomorrow. Bye David."
"See you BS2"
"I hope so, David."
"Are you sure?"
To be continued tomorrow.