It's Sunday morning, early, and now I'm really worried. I didn't go online last night - I was too afraid that str8guy would be there. So I sat fretting all night, watching a crap film on TV. Boring. I'd forgotten how tedious it is, sitting alone watching telly all night.

I couldn't stand it any longer. I went on this morning. I'm not sure what I was expecting - nothing actually happened on Friday, after all, and str8guy only spoke to me in a pm, so nobody else knows anything about that. But, somehow, it all seems different to me now. It's like when you fuck a friend at a drunken party and after that the friendship is never the same again. Instead of my usual happiness as I logged on I felt trepidation - real fear, actually. I prayed that str8guy wouldn't be on.

He wasn't - eight o'clock on a Sunday morning, hardly likely, is it? None of my friends were on either - I guess it was a different time, they were tucked up in bed, or eating their tea, or out working, or whatever they were doing in their own timezones. The internet is an amazing thing, the way it brings people together.

Anyway, it was a bit flat, and I didn't enjoy it much. Didn't even put my cam on. I was about to leave when, on the right of the screen, I saw it.

str8guy.

He was online.

I thought I was going to be sick. My first instinct was to log off, pretend I hadn't seen him, but I knew that was only going to delay the inevitable. He knew who I was. He had said it in such a menacing way. This is going to be fun. I just sat there and waited. Didn't have to wait long, of course.

[Private message]str8guy>>> Good morning Molly Hadley, of Chestnut Gardens, Peterbank, who works in Chase McCabe Management. How are you today? Up bright and early.

[Private message]medusa>>> who are u please?

[Private message]str8guy>>> That doesn't really matter, does it? It's who you are that counts. Didn't see you online last night. Did you have a bit of a hangover from Friday night?

[Private message]medusa>>> i didn't come on last night.

[Private message]str8guy>>> Pity. I was looking forward to seeing those little titties again.

[Private message]medusa>>> that was just a one-off. I was drunk. I don't usually show.

[Private message]str8guy>>> You shouldn't be so modest. It was a nice show. ;-)

[Private message]medusa>>> thank u :-) but it won't be happening again...

I was pleased that he seemed to be taking a light-hearted approach, and was encouraging myself to believe it would be alright. It was about two minutes before he answered. Actually, I thought he'd gone - that happens quite often online, there's not much in the way of etiquette. But then he came back. I wish he hadn't.

[Private message]str8guy>>> On the contrary, I think it will be happening again, Molly Hadley. Very soon.

[Private message]medusa>>> pls don't call me that.

[Private message]str8guy>>> It's your name: why shouldn't I call you that?

[Private message]medusa>>> cos it kinda freaks me out

[Private message]str8guy>>> Why? Because somebody knows who you are? Saw what you did?

[Private message]medusa>>> yeah, and I don't know who u are. Who are u pls?

[Private message]str8guy>>> And you're worried what I'm going to do...

[Private Message]medusa>>> you're not going to do anything. there isn't anything to do. i didn't do anything wrong.

[Private Message]str8guy>>> So I take it you won't mind me showing pictures of you flashing your little titties to people at work...

[Private Message]medusa>>> u wouldn't

[Private Message]str8guy>>> Oh yes

[Private Message]medusa>>> u haven't got any pictures. I don't allow capping.

[Private Message]str8guy>>> Don't be so naive Molly. Anyone can cap the cams. It's hardly rocket science.

[Private Message]medusa>>> don't believe u. i only flashed for a minute. u wouldn't have had time to set anything up

[Private Message]str8guy>>> *lol* Do you think I wasn't expecting it? I'd spent two hours chatting you up, working you round to doing it. Do you think I wasn't ready and waiting when you fell for my little trap?

[Private Message]str8guy>>> Mr thickcock and I? One and the same person, Jeckyll and Hyde, rough and smooth, working you over, my little Molly. It was easy.

[Private Message]str8guy>>> You should have checked our IP addresses - you would have seen they were the same. Would have saved you all this trouble.

[Private Message]str8guy>>> Going to do it again for me now? In private? A little show, just for me? I've got an erection right now - what a great way to start Sunday. My own private strip show from little Miss Molly of Chase McCabe...

[Private Message]medusa>>> fuck off. you're sick

[Private Message]str8guy>>> Check your mail when you get to work tomorrow, Molly Hadley, Development Manager, Room 11b at Chase McCabe Management.

[Private Message]medusa>>> what u mean?

[Private Message]str8guy>>> Are you going to do a little strip show for me then?

[Private Message]medusa>>> no i'm not!!

[Private Message]str8guy>>> Don't worry, you will. Tomorrow night, Molly Hadley. Have a nice day...

[str8guy has quit]

So now I'm scared, I tell you. I don't want to go to work tomorrow. I don't want to do anything. Curl into a corner and cry.