Episode 15 - Cyber Porn
Jules waited for what seemed an eternity for text to appear on her screen. She retyped her message and was about to hit send when Helen replied,
H:I've been meaning to tell you something, Jules.
J:No shit, Sherlock. What's going on, Helen???
H:I've been doing icq cyber sex to help pay for my trip to see you. That is why I'm coming next week rather than in 3 months. I wanted to surprise you.
Jules considered this for a while. She had noticed a longer than usual delay in their nightly chats lately. She cringed at the thought. But the news that her baby was coming to see her early overrode the initial disgust and shock.
J:That's great, babe. When will you be arriving?
H:I'm booked on the early flight from Heathrow on Thursday morning. I will be landing late Thurday night your time. You gonna pick me up, chick?
Jules was elated,
J:Wild horses couldn't keep me away. Oh, Helen, this wonderful news. Finally we get to meet after all these months. I can't wait to hold you in my arms.
They talked until the sun came up in Jules' part of the world, making grand plans and promising their undying love for each other. Helen explained how she got onto the cybering job and said it wasn't as bad as Jules thought, except for the scat fetishist that Helen dreaded working with. Jules asked her what scat was and wrinkled her nose when Helen told her.
Regretably they logged off...*mwuuhing* each other several times before finally hitting the disconnect icon on their icq lists. It was 7am and Jules wasn't the least bit tired. She fluttered around the apartment, hardly containing the urge to cry out for joy. The only thing that stopped her was her cranky flat mate who had hassled her this evening about money.
She would have to find a job quick. The meagre amount she got on social welfare and the bits and pieces she earned for occasional web design wouldn't be enough to allow her to enjoy her time with Helen without worrying about finances.
She logged onto an employment search page and began scanning through the listings. She wanted a job that paid well, not too many hours...preferably at night...and didn't need anyone with experience. She settled on phoning the local pizza shop to see if they needed a new delivery driver.
Her cranky flatmate, Lee, got up and stalked through the apartment, barely acknowledging Jules.
'Guess what, Lee?' she said happily.
'You're gonna pay back the two weeks rent you are behind?' she grumbled.
Jules ignored her,
'Helen is coming over next week. Isn't that great?'
Lee seemed to wake up a bit,
'Is that the chick you talk to on that bloody computer? The one in England that you have pictures of everywhere?'
'Yeah, she is coming earlier. I'm soooooo happy!' she sang.
Lee made herself a heart starter coffee,
'And where pray tell is she going to stay, Jules? I hope you didn't expect her to be crashing here. I'm not having some virtual stranger in here robbing us.'
Jules' face fell.
'She's not a stranger. I've known her for months.'
'Bullshit,' Lee snapped back, 'she is just text typed on a screen. That is assuming she really is a she!'
Jules was furious and defended her grrlfriends honour.
'Of course she's a she. I've talked to her on the phone.' she said defensively. Lee stormed over to the coffee table,
'Yeah, I know.' she said, waving a bunch of overdue phone bills in Jules' face. 'We...I mean I... am still paying for them. I'm not going to support some bludging pom as well!'
'She's got money and said she would contribute to the household while she was here. She would be saving us money on rent.'
Lee paused and mused on the thought of some extra cash.
'I want an upfront surety from her, a bond. Cash in advance for her share of the rent.' Lee demanded.
'I can't ask her that, Lee. It would be rude. She would be insulted.' Jules cried out.
Lee shrugged,
'Well then, she can't stay. If she was so great she would understand. It's the ones that plan on nicking your stereo that would be offended.' she stated. She headed to the bathroom and had a shower leaving Jules to ponder her predicament. She had told Helen what a bitch Lee could be so maybe she would understand if she just blamed her. She sat down and wrote a carefully worded email, explaining how Lee was so uptight, but if she refused, Jules would understand.
When Lee returned to the living room, Jules informed her of what she had done. Lee grunted,
'Well if she agrees then I suppose it would be alright. But I promise you, Jules, if she turns out to be a knife weilding psycho or touches anything of mine, I'll boot you both out on your arses.'
Jules promised everything would be fine and that she was going to get work and pay her back every cent that she owed her. Lee said she wouldn't hold her breath.
Jules skipped into her room, pulled the shades and curled up next to Helen's picture. She fell asleep with a grin so wide she woke up with facial cramps..
to be continued... |
