Sue rang me because her computer was crashing.
"After I use it for a while, a blue screen appears and I have to shut it down," she said.
"Do you remember what the blue screen said?" I inquired.
"Oh, yes. I wrote it down. Fatal Exception OE."
"Ok, I get it. Can you bring it here? I'll need to check it. It could be a faulty memory chip or something."
"Ok, give me your address and I'll deliver it straight away. My kids need it for their homework."
A knock on the door came about twenty minutes later. When I opened it, a woman in her early thirties was standing there. She was about five feet, six inches tall with short, blond hair and a pleasant, smiling face. The shapeless dress she was wearing hung from her shoulders and made it impossible to tell what her figure was but I assumed she wasn't overweight.
"Bill?"
"You must be Sue. I'll carry your PC for you."
"Thanks. It's in the car."
I took it inside and told her, before she left, I'd ring her when it was done. After running a memory test on it, and finding nothing, I opened the case and saw it was full of fluff and dust. I vacuumed it out and gave the processor heatsink special attention by first sucking the dust out then putting the vac on blow and blowing it out. Afterwards, I ran it as well as played a game on it and it worked fine. Of course, I looked through the hard drive but it didn't have much on it, only some homework and some games was about all. I shut it down and gave Sue a ring.
"Sue, I'm finished with your PC so you can pick it up any time you like."
"Thank you very much. I'll be right over."
About twenty minutes later, she collected her PC, paid me and left. Overall, she was very pleasant to deal with. At the time, I had no idea our short acquaintance would lead into anything.
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I hadn't heard from her for about three weeks before she rang me, again.
"Bill? This is Sue. I'm having some other troubles with my computer and I'm wondering if you'd look at it. For some reason, I've lost the printer driver and I have no idea how to set it up and one of the games is acting up. Also, I've recently purchased a pre-paid Internet connection and I'm wondering if you'd set it up for me."
"I'll be over this afternoon."
Her home was your average, nice, brick veneer suburban house with nice gardens. I knocked on the door and Sue opened it, wearing a smile and a similar shapeless dress as before. It was a hot day and I wondered if she ever wore shorts or short skirts. She showed me in and I proceeded to start work.
I setup her printer, first, and printed a test page. Then, I backed up the saved games, booted it into safe mode, uninstalled the games and deleted the directory. I re-booted and reinstalled the troublesome game, which worked fine, and copied back the rest of the saved games, too. Then, I setup her Internet connection. Once done, I called Sue over and showed her the Internet.
"Will you be chatting on it?"
"Oh. I don't know. I hadn't thought about it, at all."
"Well, I'll setup Yahoo messenger, and another chat program, for you to give you a start on chatting. Can I add my Yahoo ID so you have someone on your list?"
"Sure, that'd be nice. Then I can bug you if I have problems. But, what will your wife think of you for chatting with a strange woman on the net? Or do you do it all of the time, anyway?"
"My wife passed away two years ago."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"That's ok. I'm mostly over it. It's harder for the kids and, besides, you're not stranger," I said with a laugh.
"My husband died four years ago so I know how you feel. It's hard, at first, but you manage."
"Your right. I better go as I have other work to do but if you connect tonight, we can chat online."
"Ok, and thanks."
So, with that, she paid me and I left. At least we knew neither of us were married.
That night, we chatted.
"I'm really shy so it's a wonder I'd rung you the first time. I haven't gone out with any guys since my husband died and I purchased the Internet connection because I'm quite lonely."
"I'm sure you must have had heaps of girlfriends."
"I've met a couple of women but nothing steady."
We chatted for hours and I gave her some URL's to look at.
That went on for a few weeks and, each time, we became friendlier and more relaxed with each other. She also laughed whenever I called her
sexy
. She had seen, and asked me about, web-cam sites so I told her about them.
"By the way, I have a web-cam and Yahoo, which we're using, supports web-cams." I told her.
"Would you like a demonstration?"
I turned it on for her and she was intrigued with it. She wanted to know more.
"You're welcome to come over, any time, and have a demonstration."
"Do you really mean it?"
"Of course. You can go on cam, if you want. I know of a good cam site where everyone chats and some are on cam. Come over, anytime. I'm free tomorrow afternoon if you'd like."
"Ok. I don't think I could go on cam but it'll be interesting. Is one o'clock tomorrow afternoon ok?"
"Fine by me."
So, at one o'clock, there was a knock on my door and Sue was there, wearing a tent dress. I thought,
I wonder what she's hiding?
We sat down at the PC and I connected with the site.
"You can go on the site without a cam and see others and chat however it's more fun with a cam."
I was dying to
accidentally on purpose
show her some nudity, in order to see how she'd react, so I looked through the list to see if someone was naked. There was so I opened his cam.
"Oh! He's naked and, oh dear!" she squealed.
