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"My Sister Teaches Me"
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13 July 1969
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I always knew that the best erotic experience contains no images, so I decided
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to write one. This is literature and I hope you enjoy it.
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It was the beginning of December. A lot of raining outside. Tired after another
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long night of hacking I was very reluctant to get out of my den. I looked
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through the window to check if the new parabolic antenna from accross the street
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had a different tilting. The big black cable was still in place, no traces of
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snow. Nothing.
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I was thinking about those "0-day" vulnerabilities. They call them "0-day" for
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the number of days that have passed after the fix is released. They had no clue.
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They sold them and traded them for fun and profit and they still do. Large
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companies buy this kind of information to control the market and obtain a
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strategic advantage over their competitors. Clueless ignorance! It is the
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pleasure of finding things out that makes the difference!
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I go back to my chair and pour another drop of brandy. I cannot afford an extra
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old edition but this is quite an enchanting taste from Australia. It smells like
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chocolate and sandal wood. A stranger slowly walks down the street using a black
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umbrella. He doesn't have sunglasses, so all is safe.
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I need to focus. I gave up sending lamers back to school since 1969, but this is
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interesting. I found "+OWK". I thought he died in Egypt studying heraldics and
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UFOs. You know, the "Old Wood Kracker" who wrote most of those pleasurable
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reverse engineering tutorials. Nobody actually realized that "R" stands for
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"cauta, cauta" and that "the legend of the pink cross" is an anime collection.
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He's a funny, walking encyclopedia of anything and everything. But this is not
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what this is about. I found a website in China selling a DVD which teaches women
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how to control their husbands. I carefully studied the description and it was
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just another covert way of saying that "the human animal can be trained like a
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dog". What a mess.
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This is so bad I close the winkey_NSA() api from my debugger and hit Ctrl-D. I
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wrote my own debugger after reverse engineering the last "crackme" from Claude.
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I had to. It was nothing spooky on the DVD but it was too impersonal: "she has
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to be cold and careless, and always control the tone of her voice. There are no
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chains and wipes, but the lashes are made of psychological pain carefully
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inflicted with surgical precision".
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This is bad, I can't focus. It reminds me of her. I was about to create a .GPG
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file which zeroes out the free space from Claude's harddisk and checks for
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memory errors. So many tricks to do and I can't get her of my mind.
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But how can I tell her? She has small brown eyes and a long, simple red hair.
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She doesn't care too much about her looks, but she is gorgeous. There is no way
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I can tell her, and I keep erasing possible clues so that she doesn't find out
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by herself. I'm careful and precise, there is no room for mistake. When I stare
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at her I always get the feeling that she knows. It's overwhelming but there's no
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grin on my face. I just keep on going.
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Suddenly the door behind my back opens and she's in. How convenient! I didn't
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have the time to react and look back. She came to get some books from the
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library she keeps here and wanted to check what I'm doing. No call, no warning.
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I was very embarassed about my thoughts and I completely forgot about the
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computer.
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-- Hey bro, what's up?
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-- Umm.... Hi, nothing, just the same old..
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-- You're not doing something illegal again, isn't it?
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-- No... well.. that depends on the user perspective.
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She smiles.
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-- I don't want you get caught, you waste all nights with these machines and
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you don't have time to live your life. When was it the last time you got out?
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I was annoyed.
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-- From the house?
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-- .. with somebody?
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-- Look, there is no reason to start this.
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-- I know.
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-- You know?
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-- Yes. This is why I am here.
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I was scared. I felt a weakness in my knees. We always had this conversation
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about me and life and the outside world but this is the first time that she does
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not want to. What did she find out? Did I get sloppy? I prepare myself for two
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"uncontrolled" tornados spinning in opposite direction and "pressing" each
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other, just like two space and time blackholes from TV. Remembering about the
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computer display behind my neck I start thinking how unlikely it is that she
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missed it. This is it! An interesting feeling to explore and I still wonder if
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she had surgically planned this vulnerability all along.
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She gets closer and keeps gazing into my eyes. I feel my stomach implode and I
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completely forget that I am still online in a foreign country. I was terrified
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and I couldn't care less. She takes my hand and brings me to the sofa. I notice
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some books about parapsychology on the table but I don't have the time to see
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the titles.
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-- Sit - she sais.
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So I did.
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-- No, not there. Down!
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That moment I felt so lost and helpless that I did. I was expecting the worst
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nightmares to come true. She brings a small chair for me to sit down near the
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sofa. She carefully guides me to sit down with my back towards the sofa. It was
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so cool to feel powerless but I took the time to look on the computer screen:
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the screensaver! Pheuh! I felt such a relief.
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Next she sits down on the sofa right behind my back. I can't see her. I want to
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turn around but she stops me. "Do not look. Close your eyes. Stretch your legs
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together and relax". I could only hear her breath and whispering. She gently
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hugs me from behind by putting her right hand palm accross my left breast, her
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arm across my chest. She leans forward over my back and firmly rests her left
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hand palm on my left shoulder. I felt tears in my eyes for some reason; we sit
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like that for a while.
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I lost all control. I lost the notion of time. I lost the notion of space. I
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didn't know where I was. It was so quiet and peaceful. I was aroused without
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being aroused! That was a fantastic feeling. My hands were hanging down
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powerless. I wanted to spread them and take off. What was she whispering? I
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didn't know but I could certainly feel it. What was it? I felt my entire
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universe inside her. I could fly without wings. She was experiencing waves of
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joy and I was there to feel them. To live them! She was my happy universe! How
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come? I started to hear and feel her heartbeats. Every heartbeat made my entire
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body gently tremble. It was so extatic!
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We sat like that forever. She was a little bit tired and I felt it, so I put my
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palm on her knee. She smiled and stopped. I wanted to whisper "Thank You" and I
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kissed her knee.
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by HGPP1
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