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osm stared, zombi-like, at the monitor. the blue glow of the phosphor seemed to make his eyelids even heavier. with some effort, he shifted his dry, reddened eyeballs to gaze upon the homemade contraption sitting on the desk in front of him; a block of wood with a large switch, a lightbulb and a speaker mounted atop. the components were wired together and a black and a red wire ran off somewhere behind his desk. osm flipped the switch on his alarm and started up his gnu-licensed "spaceghost sentinel" software, developed with the help of thousands of programmers world-wide. osm rested his head on the desk, knowing that the sentinel would sound an alarm the nanosecond spaceghost whined to the adequacy editors. osm's mind turned to opalhawk as he drifted to sleep. |
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opalhawk stood at the side of osm's bed, completely naked. the smoothness of her skin would put a piece of the finest silk to shame; her hair soft like feathers. osm, also naked, embraced her. the warmth of her body soothed him and he could feel the moistness of her womanhood as osm's pubic hair intermingled with opalhawk's lack of pubic hair. the scent of her nectar was more hypnotic than the sweetest cloud of opium smoke. he felt her heart beating in his chest as her breasts pressed against him. their skin felt as one as their sweat intermixed. osm was overcome with passion for this small jewel. he yearned to meld with her; to penetrate her so deeply that they would merge into a completely new, single entity, with the right to vote and bear arms. the grating sound was like a chainsaw in osm's head. his head throbbed in synchronization to the pulsing of the alarm. reluctantly, he left opalhawk's loving arms and returned to his desk. wearily, he looked at his monitor and hit the refresh button on his web browser. a new spaceghost comment on adequacy; indeed the sentinel was efficient. osm read the new entry. whaaaaaaa! whaaaaaaa! piss and moan, piss and moan! whaaaaaa! "spaceghost, you drooling, two-timing ape!" with that, osm drifted back into
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