First there is a lot going on. You can whisper to a single person, chat w/ the whole room, cyber kiss and cyber punch people. I wish there was a cyber kick in the nuts. Also there is a tool bar on the side where you can see the peoples pic or web cam that you are chatting.
So haggerty8759 whispers to me and it seems innocent enough. We go through the basics which include but are not limited to: are you single? how is it going? what are you up to? what do you do for work? Talk of the Red Sox. You are hot. He sends a kiss. I punch back. Then....
... It takes a turn to filthy. He starts asking what I would do with his 8 inch dick and how wet my pussy is. Seriously buddy? I am sure everyone in a chat room is at least rockin 8 inches. Also where did this come from all of a sudden.
At this point I have two options. One abort awkward conversation or two make this a really funny story. I chose option two.
So now I grab the latest issue of Cosmopolitan and flip to the section where they profile some new crotch novel book of the month. You know the one where the exert is the sex scene.
So now haggerty8759 is asking me what I like and where I would want his throbbing member if I can take it all. Then Cosmo writes: "she knows its wrong considering they just met, but she sees a hunger in his eyes that she hasn't seen in quite a while." Then haggerty8759 says something romantic like sit on my face. To which Cosmo responds "he held her and took her in a way that she had never experience before, and it was electric."
Basically his filth and the Cosmo response go back and forth until I abruptly end it and say I have to go. I was running out of good stuff from Cosmo. Haggerty8759 asks if I am touching myself. I tell him no and exit the creepy room.
I have a few issues with the logistics of this.
- Ew, I am calling Chris Hansen on this guy
- How can I be touching myself if I am typing
- And if I was..... gross imagine the key board
Thanks for the tip Shonaquilla.
