A/N: Heeey! We're alive! lmao. Anyway, something interesting from Allie (evilmistress007). :D

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It was an upbeat Saturday evening in Seattle. While the whole world was out having fun, two lonely people remained at home, eyes glued to the computer screen. The newest dating site to hit the Web was an instant success its very first week. It consisted of users making up a username, and entering chats to try to "bond" with other single people.

PussycatDoll666 has entered the chatroom
pimpinplayer: yooo
Twistedsister56: wassup?
PussycatDolll666: I must of entered the wrong chat...
PussycatDoll666 has left the room.

Yep... definately wrong room... Addison thought as she saw the title of the room, "Sexaholics Anonymous."

Addison was surprised that she was on the site in the first place. While making up her screenname The Pussycat Dolls must of been on the radio, hence the Dolls. She found a chatroom that sounded quite appealing, "New Beginnings for the Broken Hearted." The description explained it was a room for people trying to get back in the dating game after ending a relationship.

PussycatDoll666 has entered the chatroom
BiggerisBetter69: hello
PussycatDoll666: hi

Addison noticed they were the only 2 people in the room. She sighed, wondering if she should take a chance with this mystery man. She and Derek had just divorced, and when she felt the time was right, she was ready to begin dating again, which resulted on her being here.

BiggerisBetter69: So how are you?
PussycatDoll666: I just got divorced to my husband of over a decade, what about you?
BiggerisBetter69: Weird. Same here. My wife and I just fell apart.
PussycatDoll666: Oh sorry to hear that...
BiggerisBetter69: It's alright, anyways... I'm feeling horny. insert mischevious grin here
PussycatDoll666: You naughty boy.
BiggerisBetter69: winks

Derek liked his screenname, oh what a big ego he had. He was intrigued by this "Pussycat Doll" person.

PussycatDoll666: virtually rips off my shirt
BiggerisBetter69: Stripping for me now eh?
PussycatDoll666: Oh shut up
PussycatDoll666: takes off YOUR shirt
BiggerisBetter69: What beautiful breasts you have. stares

Addison moaned softly, the feeling she always got when Derek stared, or came within an foot from her chest.

PussycatDoll666: Why thank you.
BiggerisBetter69: Now might I ask, are you wearing pants or a skirt?
PussycatDoll666: Black skirt, may I ask why?
BiggerisBetter69: The better to feel you up with my dear.

Derek grinned, he thought of Addison who often wore skirts as part of her ensemble, and he had always enjoyed sticking his hand in and poking around curiously.

BiggerisBetter69: Let me guess what color panties you're wearing...I'm pretty good at this.
BiggerisBetter69: Black?

Addison smiled slyly.
PussycatDoll666: Nope
BiggerisBetter69: White?
PussycatDoll666: And I thought you were good at this.
BiggerisBetter69: Fine I give up. Tell me.

Addison sat thinking, considering if she should tell him or not. Finally, she gave in.
PussycatDoll666: Yellow
BiggerisBetter69: Yellow? Out of all colors?
PussycatDoll666: Oh that's not all.
PussycatDoll666: There's a picture of a dog.
BiggerisBetter69: A dog?
PussycatDoll666: It says 'Wanna bone?'
BiggerisBetter69: dies laughing
BiggerisBetter69: I'll bone you any day.
PussycatDoll666: How about let's start now...

Derek broke into a grin. Nothing boosted his mood like a woman agreeing to have sex, better yet, the one initiating it.

The next morning, they hopped to their computer first thing, Derek switching on his laptop and Addison waking her sleeping desktop computer.

BiggerisBetter69: Heyy babe
PussycatDoll666: Why hello to you too
BiggerisBetter69: Did you have a good night?
PussycatDoll666: Of course, all because of you :-)
BiggerisBetter69: I forgot to ask, but where do you live?
PussycatDoll666: Seattle. What about you?
BiggerisBetter69: Oh really? I live around Seattle.
PussycatDoll666: Do you want to meet for lunch a little later? I know of this really nice cafe near the harbor.
BiggerisBetter69: Sure, say, 11?
PussycatDoll666: Okay... Wait. How are we going to know who's who?
BiggerisBetter69: Might I have your name miss?
PussycatDoll666: That's not going to help... I don't go around with a 'My Name Is' sign stuck on my forehead.
BiggerisBetter69: Fine. Then I'm not disclosing my name either.
PussycatDoll666: Ooh a mysterious stranger going to whisk me away to his lavish castle in the middle of nowhere.
BiggerisBetter69: No seriously, how are we to identify each other?
PussycatDoll666: You tell me.

Derek looked around his room, scanning his surroundings. He saw a red rose by his nightstand, a reminder of Addison. When they first started dating Derek would often remark that she reminded him of a delicate red rose, thorny and rough on the outside, pale and soft on the inside.

BiggerisBetter69: Okay I have an idea. We both carry a red rose, hold it out so it's obvious, and we'll know we've found each other.
PussycatDoll666: Deal.
BiggerisBetter69: I like you.
PussycatDoll666: I like you too.

Derek took a deep breath as he stepped out of his car, trying to calm his jumpy nerves. Running his fingers through his thick, moussed hair, he took one last peek at the mirror before shutting the door.

Addison was just as anxious. She had worn a black skirt for him, with a matching dark purple blouse and silver stilettos.

They were on opposite ends of the parking lot. Each made their way towards the entrance, slowly, waiting for the other to appear.

Finally, they came within sight. They realized who their online lovers were. Addison's jaw dropped in shock at the familiar figure. Derek dropped his rose and stood still blinking wildly.

"Derek..." Addison started faintly.

"Addison." Derek replied with more confidence.

"You." Addison clutched her handbag even tighter.

"I cybersexed you last night." Derek stated the obvious with a twinge of shock.

"I can't believe I fell for it..." Addison muttered, turning around and beginning to walk away.

"Don't!" Derek called out, running after her.

"It was online." Addison said, not bothering to face him. "It doesn't mean a thing."

Derek ignored her and grabbed her right arm. He pulled her in for a long, deep kiss. Addison dropped her bag, which fell with a plop onto the ground.

When the kiss was over, Addison sighed. Not in a bad or exasperated way, but not in a good, satisfied context either.

She slumped onto a nearby bench, overlooking the water. Derek sat about a foot away, hands folded resting on his knees and his head hung low.

Addison sighed again. She scooted over and kissed Derek again. "We can do what we did last night..." she whispered into his ear.

Derek shook his head and let out a little moan. He reached in for a kiss again, and pinned Addison down on the bench.