WHATCHA' WEARING
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Jara: "Oh God. Yes. Yes! I can't believe this is happening. Almost three years on this site and I've finally found someone just like me . . . "
Jar: "Yes, my darling. Your own kind at last."
Jara:"I can't believe it. You're a brain just like me. What's more, one with phantom limbs."
Jar: "Yes, I wondered if you were ever going to catch on. Now will you cybersex chat with me ?"
Jara: "You are such a character. Of course! However you want and upside down too."
Jar: "You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say those words. I love you so much."
Jara: "Oh my sweet precious man . . . I love you too, I've always loved you, but finding this out today, blows my mind."
Jar: "I was so afraid I would lose you if you ever found out--that you'd think I was making it all up."
Jara: "I have to be careful on this site. For my friends sakes. They trust me. I didn't want to mislead anyone. I figured the only way I could stay and write, was by NOT cybering with them. I was afraid if anyone ever found out that I was just a brain, they'd feel I wasn't worth the time of day. Then I'd feel even more out of it."
Jar: "Well, THAT I never did quite understand about YOU, but it doesn't matter anymore."
Jara: "No, it doesn't. I have been so horny and so lonely. I never would have guessed in a million years that one of my own kind would actually be hanging out here."
Jar: "Well, there's NOT a lot of places for our kind to hang out. if not here, where?"
Jara: "You do have a point. We gotta take what we can get, at least for now. But don't you sense that Virtual Realty is gonna change all that for us real soon now?"
Jar: "Without a doubt . . . without a doubt."
Jara: "Geesh, just talking to you like this knowing we can explore each other here and pretty soon in V.R. is making my phantom body tingle all over."
Jar: "I never thought I'd hear you say those words to me. I want you so much. I want to shake the walls of that glass house of yours--the one you're are always so afraid somebody's gonna throw stones at. "
Jara: "Oh yeah. I feel like I could break right out of here and enter your world. I may be out of practice but I feel my whole phantom body answering your call."
Jar: "Oh, baby, baby, and my phantom cock is growing hard and wants you to put your phantom palm around it . . . work it in your phantom slit and make me cum."
Jara: "Oh yes, oh yes. Ohhhh, my darling. Do you know how tired I grow of only being a brain? Being all bottled up like this? Trying to make good old Mr. Einstein hard and horny--tear him away from his books?"
Jar: "Don't I know! These past decades my sex life hasn't been so great either. But things are finally getting better for brains like us. Thank God for PC's and cyber-space."
Jara: "Yeah, and its only going to get better when V.R. hits this site big time. You and I will be doing it anytime, all the time, with anyone who takes a notion via the thoughts we send them. What we think will be typed in just as speech is nowadays. What WE are doing, everyone will be able to do."
Jar: "Babe, it's gonna be a much better world for brains like us."
Jara: Yeah. Sex with the same kind of man and his followers decade after decade gets boring. Same old thing every time . . . two stethoscopes pressing against my ass . . . I mean my glass . . . them growling, 'Talk dirty, to me babe, talk dirty, while they look at a Playboy Magazine. Think the least they could do is look at old pictures of ME."
Jar: Well, at least they tried to have sex by stimulating the sex parts of your brain."
Jara: "Yes. I should be grateful, but he forgot all about trying to excite all of ME--started to treat me like nothing more than another one of his brains in a bottle on the shelf. Instead of a total woman, I felt more like a cold scientific experiment."
Jar: "Well you were. Me too. But I get you. My doc and his assistants weren't much better. I swear, not a one among them, wanted my big phantom pokes between their legs. They'd just lay there in their white coats and do themselves and pretend I was some hunk in the flesh. Never really tuned into the real me. Didn't seem to get it--that I had my needs--wanted to get my rocks off. In a variety of ways ya' know."
Jara: "That's cause they're walking around in bodies. They forget phantom bodies need to be satisfied as much as their fleshy ones do."
Jar: "Yeah, they didn't seem to tune in to my brainy ways, my subtle sexy innuendos. My brain changing colors when I was at my peak. I swear it was lost on them most of the time."
Jara: "I can relate. By the way, do you think there is anymore of us here, or do you think the members are brains inside flesh and blood bodies hanging around hoping to get jacked off in chat?"
Jar: "Not sure yet. But I can tell you this sweetie, I spotted YOU long time ago, but I was hesitant. Afraid if I told you I was a brain like you, that you'd think I was only trying to get in the bottle with you, stir you up, and do all kinds of weird things."
Jara: "WEIRD? Lol. Can there be ANYTHING BUT? LOL. Think about it. Two brains in a bottle sitting next to each other for years on the same shelf. By definition, has GOT to be weird. At least to how flesh and blood folks think."
Jar: "Good God, You are making me horny talking like this. I worry you're gonna be like the opera singer, hit such high note with me, you're gonna break the glass that surrounds me. NOT a good idea!"
Jara: "Well, I have no regrets. I wouldn't trade our getting to know each other the way we have. And now, this day is all the sweeter.
Jar: "Yes. It's been sweet and bittersweet, but I wouldn't trade either."
Jara: "I was afraid to ask before . . . but I'm curious about something. I used to get the distinct impression sometimes that you had cyber-sex with some of the flesh and blood's here. Did you?"
Jar: "Well . . . yeah . . . jealous?"
Jara: "Not jealous. You know that. Well a few times when I kinda of guessed, and wished it was me. But most of the time I wanted you to have what ever made you happy. You know. Figuring you needed satisfying beyond what I could do for you. Tell me . . . didn't you feel guilty . . . not telling them . . . I mean about you just being a brain and all?"
Jar: "Look, my balls are already cut off sitting somewhere on a shelf in a bottle of formaldehyde . . . I had no interest in having my phantom balls cut off too. Why should I ruin it for the women? They got off better than usual, and I got mine. As I see it, why would I want to ruin a good thing for them or me? Spoil it for both of us?"
Jara: "Did you lie to them, I mean about not being flesh and blood like them."
Jar: "Hell, no! I never lie. Well almost never. I just never breached the subject. If I committed any wrong, it was by omission, not commission."
Jara: "You are such a good guy, in the jar or out of the jar. And speaking of jars, how about if you jar my world? Give me a big phantom cockpoke. I'm so horny for you right now."
Jar: "And me for you. Where do we start? Now we have carte blanche?"
Jara: "I feel like a kid in a candy shop, I don't know, YOU go first . . ."
Jar: "Whatcha' wearing?"
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To Be Continued.
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