Chapter 5: Late night internet creepers

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Two hours after their little sexcapade, Reegan found herself wide awake. Aiden's heavy arm was wrapped tightly around her waist and his legs were pretzeled with hers. With a sigh, she pushed her bed hair back and squirmed out of Aiden's grasp. He was a bear. All grabby and trying to pull her back. It was a good thing he was such a heavy sleeper. With her fighting her way free, he would have definitely woken up. The couch made a light shifting sound as Aiden resituated himself.

After she was freed from the couch, Reegan didn't know what to do with herself. She went to step away and her foot met with the laptop. Thank the gods she didn't step on it. She would never hear the end of it if she stepped on another one and broke it. At least this time it would have been Aiden's and not hers. A giggle escaped her lips at the thought. Since it was there feeling lonely and unused, Reegan reached down and grabbed it.

A cup of coffee and some pervin' mervin time on cuffme.com, might lull her into taking another catnap. Her footsteps made no sound as she headed towards the kitchen. She looked at the clock on the coffeemaker and sighed. 1:30. Too much time to kill before her Beast woke up. Boxes full of their stuff littered the floor space. She didn't want to start unpacking the kitchen decor and accdentally wake him up. Goofing off on the internet really was her quietest and safest idea.

She carried the laptop to the table and opened it up. While it was busy loading up, she made a small pot of coffee. Out of all the items still sitting in boxes, the coffee pot had been unpacked as soon as they moved in. It was her lifeline. Dreams of caffinated bliss carried her to the freezer for the coffee grounds. She grabbed her skull containers and measured out the right amounts of sugar and creamer. Then she set to work getting water, filter, and grounds into the machine. The instant hot water met roasted grounds she came alive. She did a happy dance and headed back to the table.

The laptop was ready for another adventure. She clicked on the firefox icon and the homescreen brought up her and Aiden's C.M. account. The site was lifeless. Not much happening in any of the message boards and the latest activity in her feed was from earlier the previous evening. Looked like she really would be checking people out. The coffee pot gurgled and stuttered. Her ears perked and she headed back to the counter. Time for a little sugary, creamy goodness and perving through profiles.

She sat her Jack Skellington coffee mug down and stretched. There were profiles full of stories and photos waiting for her to browse through. She just hoped she didn't run across one that freaked her out. Being open minded was one thing, but some things were just way beyond her ability to understand. Maybe she could avoid the bloody types of pictures. Aiden wouldn't be to happy if she spewed coffee all over his computer's screen. Again.

She slowly sipped her coffee as she went through the random profiles. Each sip calmed and soothed her. She felt herself getting closer to being relaxed. Maybe, just maybe, she would be able to go and cuddle more with Aiden before he headed off to work. The cup sat by her hand with a few sips left. It would be cool and slighty sweeter when she took her last swig. Her hand stilled as she was reaching for the cup. After getting lost in a spiderweb of link after link, she had stumbled onto a newly created account. What caught her attention was the avatar the person was using. Just a simple background image with one of her favorite song quotes in a scrolly, cursive font.

"Agony and ecstasy  

Your cries of pain my pleasure  

to know my machine internally  

Your torment I treasure"

The person was in the same town. From what she read, he was new to everything and was looking for guidance, advice, and friendship. His profile seemed pretty straightforward, but also had an aire of insecurity and shyness to it. Poor thing would be swallowed up soon. Nothing a lot of predatory, wannabes didn't like more than a newbie just starting out. Her heart broke a little. She remembered what is like to just start exploring. Images of her first Dom flashed through her mind causing her to shudder. She had to message the kid. Warn him at least of the creepers that like to flock to the unsure. She clicked on the message icon next to his avatar.

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