Two

Ami Stuart lived a fairly mundane 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. Recently she had broken up with her boyfriend Jon, a huge slab of meat with fewer brain cells than a flowerpot, ending a chapter of her life that had lasted entirely too long. Sadly, her experiences with not only him, but also 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 she never wanted to see another man ever again.

"Anything interesting today?" Tanya asked peeking into Ami's room. She was referring to the dirty e-mails her roommate had been receiving and regularly 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. Drunk, depressed and desperate."

"Oh… yeah. Can you do me a favor and just throw my computer out the window the next time I start drinking?"

Tanya laughed. "And miss the fun? Never! 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. Just as she had expected she was bombarded with pornographic e-mails, many with accompanying pictures. Resisting the temptation to use the "select all" and "delete" buttons, she skimmed the messages. A message devoid of an attachment and graphic subject line caught her eye.

"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 with 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. Then again it could just be that this was the most normal message she'd gotten so far. Either way she didn't figure she had anything to lose, and hit the "reply" button.

"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.