chapter 1

Prolog:
People say that the dark web is a treacherous place to visit. Hackers lie in wait, hoping for new meat to enter. Drug dealers from around the world sell there. Porn of the worst kind can easily be found.
But, it's an intriguing place for someone with an adventurous mind.
Another frontier...
Open for exploration.
And that was my problem...

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Chapter 1

School ends in another week. The following week, I'll close the high school library and be free for nearly four months. Being librarian is pleasant enough. I'm able to teach a class on library science and work with students on their projects as well as the mundane administration work.
My friend, Harold and I are planning to backpack into Yellowstone this summer. This has been in the works for over a year. I've been exercising and reading and building the strength in my legs. Next year, we might even start walking sections of the Appellation Trail.
However, I have reservations about Harold. Oh, he's nice enough and a fairly good lover but something is missing. He's not my vision of a life partner. Yet he's convenient and that's my problem. So try this on...
I'm a fairly adventurous person. I'm good looking enough. (I think) Five foot eight in wet feet. One hundred seventeen pounds. Moderately sized breasts. (Perky, Not droopy) Acceptable figure (Maybe a little too muscular). Attractive face (Straight teeth, Full lips, Nice little nose, Intense blue eyes). My hair is probably my weakest area. (Black, long and straight, almost lifeless) It falls to the middle of my back. But the students have never seen this. I always keep it pinned up.
So then, the question is... Do I really want to keep spending time with Harold if there's no future for us?
Damn! I'm tired of being practical!
I'll be thirty, next year. I'm at my stride. It's time for a real adventure, something on the edge, something real. And yet, I don't know what kind of a venture it should be.
When I hit the big three-zero, I want to look back and say, “Yes! I did that. It was risky. I took a chance and survived. It was great... Terrific... Spectacular...”
But shit! (I don't have any idea what 'it' should be.)
So, back to reality... Ugh...
Harold will be over for supper tonight. Then, we'll slip into my bedroom for our 'standard' Thursday night intimacy and by ten, I'll get a kiss on the cheek and he'll be gone. Double ugh!
I'm pretty good at pizza. I make dough from scratch and everything. As I covered it to let it rise, I opened the wine to let it breath. But then, it needed tasting. Hmmm. And maybe a little more tasting. Hmmm. Oh, yes.
And while I was tasting my third glass, (it's getting better) my phone chirped.
The text message read, “Sweetheart, my sister has an emergency. Need 2 fly out 2 her. Leaving immediately. So sorry. Will call later. Luv U. Harold.”
That just did it! She (the bitch) has an emergency almost every month. When she came to visit, she never spoke to me. Just looked right past me as if I wasn't there. No one is good enough for her holy brother. Mister bland Harold should marry her. They're perfectly suited for each other. She's divorced and doesn't date. I think that's why she leans on her brother so much.
“Harold, I think you should stay in Spokane,” I'm thought, “You two will make a fine couple.” I poured the final glass and took out another bottle.
Pizza for one... Another night with what's-her-name in the middle. He could have (at least) called. Thanks for the rotten text! Harold!
Morning came too early. My head was vibrating. Ibuprofen helped a little. Thank God, this is the last week.
My library was quiet. The meeting room was occupied by a study group and I had two people in the main area at terminals.
But then, I saw Charlie's screen. A penis! There was a penis on a computer screen in 'my' library.
No... No... No... Can't have this!
I quietly walked up behind Charlie and looked over his shoulder. I didn't recognize the IP address. But it was exactly what I'd thought. Then it began to rotate and I could see wires leading to the bottom side of the penis held in place with a piece of tape. (Odd?)
I leaned forward and softly said, “Take your hands off the keyboard, please.”
Charlie flinched. His fingers hesitated over the board as if he were debating whether to delete the screen or not. But he didn't.
“Slide away, please,” I quietly ordered and he did.
The screen went dark as we picked up his books and walked away.
“You understand, I could have you expelled for that?”
He nodded while trying to avoid eye contact.
“What was that?” I asked.
“Deep Web,” he answered softly, “I accidentally landed on this site. I was going to shut it down...”
He didn't finish his sentence. Maybe he knew I didn't believe him.
“Charlie, I know you're already eighteen,” I said in my lecture voice, “and you'll graduate in a few days. Now, I'd like you to promise me that you won't do anymore of that stupidity in my library?”
He nodded, eyes down.
You can go. He shuffled out the door.
Although Charlie was gone, I couldn't let it stop there. I'd need to block this, if I could. I moved the mouse, the screen came up and there was that immense penis slowly rotating and those wires taped to it. (Wish Harold had one like that.) The site was 'TruePleasure' and had been found using a search engine named 'Torch.' Across the top of TruePleasure were pages for Men, Women, Gay, Lesbians, TransGender, also something called Love Guides and a final page simply labeled 'Toys'.
I clicked on Love Guides and a large menu appeared listing names such as 'Make Um Milky', 'Larger and Deeper', 'Heraldo's Magic Lips', 'A Slave to My Sex', 'Personal Guides', and more.
I clicked on Heraldo finding pictures of men and women performing fellatio on each other. As I scrolled down, the page turned to men and women nursing on women's breasts and then to various forms of penetration on the woman as they continued to nurse. Some of the breasts were immense, while others were like mine. The images were intriguing, so many angles and positions. I thought about Harold and quietly wished he could be that inventive once, just once.
Minutes later, I realized that my hand was on my ribs under my bra and I was pinching my legs together. There was dampness in my panties.
Then, the library door opened and I quickly deleted the pages.


Note: A new chapter will be posted within two days and every day or two thereafter until it is concluded.
That is my promise.
I hope you enjoy.
JM