Author Note: There is no sex in this short little look into the world of Internet romance. I hope you all enjoy this little laugh."
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The IM had come just as she was checking her email for the first time in the day. The familiar screen name and the message made smile. "Tag, you're it...shall we play another round?"
Her fingers were fast on the board. "What are the stakes this time?"
The sender of the message hesitated before answering. "Shall we say your virginity?"
"And if I win?"
"You can name your prize. What ever I have is yours." He sounded confident this morning but despite herself, she knew she could win.
"You're on. You win, I give up my virginity, I win, and you come to me." Even as she hit the send button her fingers were already running away with themselves. For over an hour they chased each other around the chat rooms, bouncing from city to state to country, and into rooms neither of them had ventured into before. There was no way he could win, she had the power and she had the speed.
Finally, she would get to meet the DarkAvenger_32. He had been chasing her all over the net for over a year now and she had found him to be fun and challenging to talk to. She also knew he was as crafty as anyone she knew on line and she had to be careful, otherwise...
The screen began to flash red, damn, a trap. Even as she hit the escape button, she knew he had outguessed her.
"A good morning to you Sweetheart_19." A web cam screen appeared on her monitor. "That's three for me, two for you. Will you admit I'm better then you now?"
She looked into the intensely dark eyes of the man sitting in a well lit room, and shook her head. "Not a chance, but I will stand by the agreement. Where do I come?"
"We meet on neutral ground per the original agreement. We both decided it was safer remember?" He smiled at her and lit a cigarette. "Don't look so unhappy baby, you might like it."
She was sure she would. Hadn't she had some of the most erotic dreams in her life since they had first started talking. The intense dark eyes, the pale face, the long black hair. She knew he was long and lean and liked women like her. Women who didn't fit his belt line and were full and round. He had insisted on private web cam from the start. "I hate typing to someone I can't see. I believe in being up front and honest, don't you?"
