Detective Wade Jackson Mystery - 01 - The Sex Club by L. J. Sellers Page B
Authors: L. J. Sellers
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too. It would be a clean start. Then she could move her car out of the driveway and back into the garage.
After putting stamps on the bills, Kera headed for the den to get online. She checked a couple of news sites, then went straight to militaryfamilies.com. The website hosted a chat room where she could converse with and draw comfort from other parents who had lost their children in the war.
But as soon as she typed in her screen name,
kikoll
, Kera thought about the e-mail she had received from
blowgirl_jd
. She was sure it had come from Jessie. And if Jessie was like other kids, she spent plenty of time on the Internet. Out of curiosity, Kera opened up another browser and typed in
blowgirl_jd
.
A full page of search listings came up. Kera clicked open the top link and landed on a chat room page called Girl2Girl at girlsjustwanttohavefun.com. The site was clearly the work of an amateur, but what it lacked in design finesse, it made up for in color and enthusiasm. Bright lime green and pink lettering punctuated with exclamation marks shouted at her to come on in. Kera hesitated briefly, then logged in as
blowgirl_jd
. The unsophisticated site did not require a password but probably limited its access to certain user names.
Kera had no desire to engage anyone in chat, especially using a dead girl’s screen ID, but she thought it might be informative to read some of Jessie’s postings. In a moment, a menu of chat subjects presented itself in the middle of the screen.
From a list that also included Dirty Gossip, Disgusting Guys, Hot Guys, and Parties, Kera clicked a button that said Sex Talk. She searched around until she found an exchange, dated October 5, between chatters named
blowgirl_jd
,
perfectass
, and
freakjob37
. Kera scanned through it, hoping to find a reference to Jessie’s sex partners. The postings started out with a catty conversation about a girl who had missed a lot of school recently, then abruptly turned sexual.
freakjob37: My dad has a new video called Candy Strippers. It’s really hot. Lots of butt sex.
blowgirl_jd: Cool. I like it up the ass, I mean, if I’m ready for it. And no worries about pregnancy.
perfectass: Despite my screen name, I’m not that crazy about anal encounters, but neither is TJ so we’ll hook and let you guys do the nasty stuff.
blowgirl_jd: Like you can get through a “meeting” only doing one guy. Hah!
freakjob37: I think it’s time for little miss perfectass to start doing girls too.
perfectass: I’m working up to it. I made out with RG last time. The guys got really hard for that session.
blowgirl_jd: Talk about hard. My new guy “on the side” can stay up forever! He wears me out. Seriously. He is a fuck machine.
perfectass: Why won’t you tell us who he is? It kills me not to know!
blowgirl_jd: I can’t. It’s too unreal. Too dangerous for him. But I will tell you what we did last time.
And she did, in graphic detail. At first, Kera was compelled to read, in the same way she couldn’t turn away from news stories that shocked and sickened her. But then she quickly felt overwhelmed and voyeuristic and had to click off the site.
It wasn’t the sex that bothered her. She had done most of it herself at least once. But never in a group. And never with another female. And these girls were still in middle school. Her biggest concern, though, was that they weren’t using condoms or birth control with any consistency. At least according to the charts she’d seen at the clinic. One of these girls would end up pregnant. And even though Kera supported a woman’s choice to have an abortion, she wouldn’t wish the experience on anyone.
Then it hit her again. Jessie was dead. Found naked in a dumpster. Had her sexual fun and games gone too far? And who was Jessie’s “guy on the side”? Jessie had called him Mike in the e-mail she sent, and her reference to his sustained erections made Kera wonder if Mike was older—maybe
After putting stamps on the bills, Kera headed for the den to get online. She checked a couple of news sites, then went straight to militaryfamilies.com. The website hosted a chat room where she could converse with and draw comfort from other parents who had lost their children in the war.
But as soon as she typed in her screen name,
kikoll
, Kera thought about the e-mail she had received from
blowgirl_jd
. She was sure it had come from Jessie. And if Jessie was like other kids, she spent plenty of time on the Internet. Out of curiosity, Kera opened up another browser and typed in
blowgirl_jd
.
A full page of search listings came up. Kera clicked open the top link and landed on a chat room page called Girl2Girl at girlsjustwanttohavefun.com. The site was clearly the work of an amateur, but what it lacked in design finesse, it made up for in color and enthusiasm. Bright lime green and pink lettering punctuated with exclamation marks shouted at her to come on in. Kera hesitated briefly, then logged in as
blowgirl_jd
. The unsophisticated site did not require a password but probably limited its access to certain user names.
Kera had no desire to engage anyone in chat, especially using a dead girl’s screen ID, but she thought it might be informative to read some of Jessie’s postings. In a moment, a menu of chat subjects presented itself in the middle of the screen.
From a list that also included Dirty Gossip, Disgusting Guys, Hot Guys, and Parties, Kera clicked a button that said Sex Talk. She searched around until she found an exchange, dated October 5, between chatters named
blowgirl_jd
,
perfectass
, and
freakjob37
. Kera scanned through it, hoping to find a reference to Jessie’s sex partners. The postings started out with a catty conversation about a girl who had missed a lot of school recently, then abruptly turned sexual.
freakjob37: My dad has a new video called Candy Strippers. It’s really hot. Lots of butt sex.
blowgirl_jd: Cool. I like it up the ass, I mean, if I’m ready for it. And no worries about pregnancy.
perfectass: Despite my screen name, I’m not that crazy about anal encounters, but neither is TJ so we’ll hook and let you guys do the nasty stuff.
blowgirl_jd: Like you can get through a “meeting” only doing one guy. Hah!
freakjob37: I think it’s time for little miss perfectass to start doing girls too.
perfectass: I’m working up to it. I made out with RG last time. The guys got really hard for that session.
blowgirl_jd: Talk about hard. My new guy “on the side” can stay up forever! He wears me out. Seriously. He is a fuck machine.
perfectass: Why won’t you tell us who he is? It kills me not to know!
blowgirl_jd: I can’t. It’s too unreal. Too dangerous for him. But I will tell you what we did last time.
And she did, in graphic detail. At first, Kera was compelled to read, in the same way she couldn’t turn away from news stories that shocked and sickened her. But then she quickly felt overwhelmed and voyeuristic and had to click off the site.
It wasn’t the sex that bothered her. She had done most of it herself at least once. But never in a group. And never with another female. And these girls were still in middle school. Her biggest concern, though, was that they weren’t using condoms or birth control with any consistency. At least according to the charts she’d seen at the clinic. One of these girls would end up pregnant. And even though Kera supported a woman’s choice to have an abortion, she wouldn’t wish the experience on anyone.
Then it hit her again. Jessie was dead. Found naked in a dumpster. Had her sexual fun and games gone too far? And who was Jessie’s “guy on the side”? Jessie had called him Mike in the e-mail she sent, and her reference to his sustained erections made Kera wonder if Mike was older—maybe
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