Chapter 224: Connecting People Household Wide
"The medium is the message." – Marshall McLuhan
"It is the responsibility of the sender to make sure the receiver understands the message." – Joseph Batten
"The first ingredient in conversation is truth, the next good sense, the third good humor, and the fourth wit." – Unknown
"A computer won't clean up the errors in your manual of procedures." – Sheila M. Eby
Vaughn had scanned over the website Barnett had written down for him and was midway through typing another trying episode of 'The Days of My Capture,' when an instant message box, accompanied by a small ringing sound, popped up on his screen.
His brow furrowed, but then the screen name 'FrenchKissed007' registered and a smile played on his face. The message: "Whatcha' doin?" was written in purple font on his screen.
He snorted when he saw his screen name 'SexySecretAgentMan.' He messaged back, "looking at porn, you?"
FrenchKissed007: Oh, so you got those pictures I e-mailed you, did ya?
Vaughn's brow furrowed again as he navigated to his email as quickly as possible. He checked through the messages that were unread, and he found no porn e-mails from Sydney.
He yelled, "LIAR!" to her from the bedroom.
Sydney chuckled as she typed…
FrenchKissed007: There's one born every minute…
SexySecretAgentMan: can't blame a guy for trying…
FrenchKissed007: Men are so easy
SexySecretAgentMan: are you complaining?
FrenchKissed007: Not at all. We're due for something being easy.
SexySecretAgentMan: i'll be as easy as you want me to be
FrenchKissed007: Good to know. So what are you really doing Boy Scout?
SexySecretAgentMan: just another episode of 'days of my capture'
FrenchKissed007: Wanna take a break?
SexySecretAgentMan: gladly
FrenchKissed007: K, why don't you close that file and concentrate on me…
SexySecretAgentMan: it's already closed
FrenchKissed007: Now open me
SexySecretAgentMan: damn woman
FrenchKissed007: Well we have to work on your manual dexterity
SexySecretAgentMan: stress balls aren't enough?
FrenchKissed007: There's other balls I'd like to concentrate on for the moment
SexySecretAgentMan: you're kinda far away to concentrate on those balls
FrenchKissed007: Well you can concentrate on those balls until I can get back there
SexySecretAgentMan: i'd run out of hands real quick – how would i keep typing?
FrenchKissed007: I don't need to read what's going on. I can tell by your moans
SexySecretAgentMan: that's going to be a rather one-sided sexual experience. what do you get out of the deal?
FrenchKissed007: Your moans make me hot so you'll be able to hear mine
SexySecretAgentMan: i'd rather see it in person
FrenchKissed007: Would you?
SexySecretAgentMan: yes
FrenchKissed007: How badly?
SexySecretAgentMan: it's no fun if i can't touch you
Vaughn looked up to see Sydney's response. Instead, a different instant message box had popped up. The screen name 'DrFeelGoodLove,' with the message, "You better not be sitting up on a computer!" was there.
Vaughn snorted when he realized the person that received the "touching" message could only be Tom.
DrFeelGoodLove: I love you man – but we can't touch that way…You're too late, I'm engaged now…
SexySecretAgentMan: sorry dude – wrong im
DrFeelGoodLove: It's okay…It happens. The other day I accidentally sent the Chief of Staff something meant only for Kaia. Luckily James is a friend of mine and he understood…Kaia, however, felt left out.
Vaughn smiled and typed his message to Sydney.
While he waited for Sydney's response, he clicked on Tom's flashing IM.
DrFeelGoodLove: You feelin ok?
SexySecretAgentMan: i'm ok…a little tired, but i feel pretty good…
DrFeelGoodLove: That's good Mike…Dude, what's up with the gay name? I got this email with new sign-on's.
SexySecretAgentMan: that would be courtesy of sydney and you're one to talk drfeelgoodlove
DrFeelGoodLove: Yeah, Kaia picked mine out too…damn dude – we need more masculine names!
SexySecretAgentMan: well…i'm sexy…you're feel good – i mean, it's not bad. at least we're not asshole and sonofabitch.
DrFeelGoodLove: Good point.
Vaughn clicked on Sydney's IM:
SexySecretAgentMan: it's no fun if i can't touch you
FrenchKissed007: What took you so long Boy Scout – I was worried you found someone new…
SexySecretAgentMan: oh yes, i did. tall, dark, handsome, likes it when i call him doctor
FrenchKissed007: So you met my boyfriend, huh?
SexySecretAgentMan: how many boyfriends you got?
FrenchKissed007: A few
SexySecretAgentMan: can you stand one more boyfriend?
FrenchKissed007: I suppose I could make room for one more
SexySecretAgentMan: i can be pretty demanding…
FrenchKissed007: I'm sure I could keep up your demands. The question is: Can you keep up with mine?
SexySecretAgentMan: what kinda demands are we talking about?
FrenchKissed007: Give me 5 minutes and I'll show you
SexySecretAgentMan: done. t-minus 5 minutes and counting…tick tock…
FrenchKissed007: lick cock…
Vaughn's jaw dropped as Sydney managed to shock him once again. He looked at Tom's instant message flashing and clicked it.
DrFeelGoodLove: You all right man? That hot honey of yours keeping you busy?
SexySecretAgentMan: gotta go
DrFeelGoodLove: LOL, ok…
SexySecretAgentMan: talk to you later
DrFeelGoodLove: Oh, that's ok – DrEggRoll is on now – I'll be having my own fun. See ya Mike.
Vaughn clicked the exit before responding back, now much more occupied with the woman standing stark naked in the bedroom doorway…
