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Scamming the Scammer – Chapter 26

August 15, 2018 by Bill Brier Leave a Comment

MARTHA:

Hello my Sweetheart,

I haven’t heard from you for over two weeks and I fear I’ve lost you.

Oh, Michael, for you I’ve only wanted riches and happiness – for me,

I’ve always wanted more.  Not frequency, I am not talking about

frequency; although that would have been great, too.  I wanted more

intensity.  I wanted to be out there, outside myself, outside my skin.

I know I’m too shy to express my sexual needs (except over the phone to

people I don’t know) but I wanted more than rubber sheets and baby oil;

I wanted our communion to be like robbing life out of the jaws of

death!

Grief can take care of itself my love, but to get the full value of a

joy you must have somebody to divide it with and, therefore, if I

shan’t hear from you in a fortnight I shall retire from this place –

this time, and can only hope we meet in another place at another time.

Good bye my Sweet Pea. I await here by my only instrument of connection

to you and your sweet, gentle kindness.

-Love always, Martha

_____________________________

MICHAEL: (TWO WEEKS LATER)

beep…

beep…

beep…

beep…

beep…

beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

The End

TOMORROW:  Epilogue

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