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Glowing In The Dark
by Robert Buckley © 2004

"Stuart! Are you looking at porn on that computer again?"

"Jesus! I wish you wouldn't sneak up on me like that."

"You are, aren't you? Don't you know it's almost 3:30 in the morning?"

"It's the best time.  Usually, no one's around to bother me."

"How—how do you think that makes me feel? You're down here looking at naked women doing God-knows-what, while I'm upstairs in bed—alone."

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Dammit, Stuart, it's disgusting.  Pornography is an addiction; it breaks up marriages and families."

"Who told you that nonsense?"

"The attorney general for one."

"That dickless asshole is afraid to look at bronze boobs on a statue."

"I'm serious, Stuart.  You looking at naked women on that computer is the same as cheating on me."

"Aw, bullshit.  Anyway, I'm not looking at just any naked women—I'm looking at you."

"What? What did you say?"

"Yeah, I got so sick of you nagging me about looking at porn I sent some pictures of you to a Web site."

"You did what? What pictures? Oh my God, you're not serious!"

"Sure am.  Remember when we came home from your sister's party—after you'd had one too many merlots? You passed out as soon as you hit the pillow, so I took off your clothes, grabbed the digital camera and posed you."

"Posed! You what?"

"Yeah, got some terrific shots.  Your pussy?—Well, it showed up nice and pink and ..."

"No! Oh, no! You didn't—that—that's me!"

"Yeah, nice ass and clam shot, eh?"

"You—you bastard! You pervert!"

"Aw, calm down.  You're a hit—a star."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"See, the site is Rate-The-Wife.  Guys log in and rate the pictures.  You're in the top ten.  Look, nearly everyone gave you five erect dicks—that's like scoring a perfect 10 in the Olympics."

"Oh, noooo!"

"Here, look.  See what this guy said about you: 'If this was my wife, my dick would never be out of her pussy'."


"Yeah, and here's another guy.  He gave you five hard-ons too. 'Oh, man, she makes me cream! I want to come on her tits.'"

"They—they're commenting on my ..."

"Hot body ...  yeah.  Here, here's another guy, the weasel only gave you three dicks 'cause you're not shaved and he likes bare pussy.  But even he says, 'Get a haircut and I'll devour that cunt.'"

"Are there any more?"

"Yeah, they're flooding in.  Sit tight for five minutes and the site refreshes."

"Oh, my God.  This man says he wants to—to 'fill her cocksucker mouth'."

"Yeah, that's the shot where your tongue is kinda lolling out the corner of your mouth.  Guys love that."

"Oh! There's more.  Someone called CUNTPOUNDER says he wants to fuck me 'till I scream."

"Ha! Check out what FudgePacker says: 'I'm jerking my cock off raw thinking about shoving it up that fine piece of ass!'"

"This is—unbelievable."

"Ain't it? But my eyes are fried.  I'm going to bed—coming?"

"Yeah, I'll be up—in a little while.  How often did you say it refreshes?"

"About every five minutes."


"See you upstairs?"

"Yeah—in a little while."

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