Two

Ami Stuart had in a fairly normal life. She lived with her two best friends Tanya and Nicole in a house they'd rented from a cranky old lady they rarely were forced to see. She'd recently broken up with her boyfriend Jon, a huge slab of meat with fewer brain cells than a flower pot, and her experiences with not only him, but her sexist pig boss were enough to turn her off men forever. She had no idea what she was thinking when she posted on that stupid website, but the e mails she'd been getting made her realize that there were entirely too many depraved men in the world.

"Anything interesting today?" Tanya asked peeking into Ami's room. She was referring to the dirty e-mails her roommate had been receiving and sharing with everyone.

"I haven't even checked yet, I'm afraid to," Ami said. She was sitting at the computer but her head was resting on the desk. "This all started out pretty funny, but now it's just ridiculous. Why the hell did I post that stuff anyway?"

"You were drunk remember? Drunk, depressed and desperate."

"Thanks… next time just don't answer, kay?"

Tanya laughed. "Alright, well I'm going to the mall, make sure to send me any good ones, maybe I'll mail them myself."

With a heavy sigh Ami turned her computer on. She waded through the pornographic messages, several with pictures, and stopped when she reached one that seemed somewhat normal.

"Dear Ami,
My name is Kurt, and I'm sorry but I am not very good with the e-mail. I saw your message and thought I might try to talk to you, though if you don't want to talk then I would understand. I hope I did not bother you.

Sincerely,
Kurt"

Ami read the message again, unable to put her finger on what made it so different from the others. Well, obviously it wasn't dirty, which made it different from most, but for some reason she wanted to respond to this one. Maybe it was the way this Kurt person seemed so shy and unsure. She took a deep breath and hit Reply.

"Dear Kurt,
Thank you for your e-mail. I have to admit just about all I've been getting are porn letters from dirty old men, so finding yours was a welcome treat. Would you mind telling me a little bit about yourself?

Waiting to hear more,
Ami"

Satisfied with her reply, she hit send, deleted all the other e mails she'd gotten and was not amused with, and got ready for work.