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" Bye Tjampion!"I let out a big sigh and lean back in my chair."Time to talk to Mom?" I think we have to."I turn towards Mom. She's obviously anxious. I start talking. "Mom, firstof all, you don't need to worry about me." Hu... hu... honey? You need to explain to me what just happened."I search for a way to explain it to her. My brain is still racing fromthe emergency. It only takes a few seconds. "You know the Internetproblems you were having at work today? I caused them. Not just for youroffice. I think it's affecting the whole world right now. So I went intohigh stress mode. And when I'm stressed or need to figure something out...I talk to myself." Yourself? I heard three voices coming from you. One was distinctly agirl." Yeah, well, I guess they're not exactly me. Tjampion's my hackeridentity. Just an androgynous figment of my imagination that only existson the Internet." And the girl?" I... She..."Mom is almost back into mom mode. "It's okay, hon, you can tell me."Another sigh. "I can't believe you thought this guy was coming on to you... He is a doctor for God's sake", she thought to herself."Yes, I was tested two years ago and it came back negative, I have not been in a relationship since then", Susan replied to the doctor.Dr. Anderson looked at her over the clipboard in his hand. "That is a damn shame", he muttered under his breath."I'm sorry, what did you say?", Susan asked, there was no way he said what she thought she heard."Umm, nothing, sorry" and Dr. Anderson's face became flushed again as he cleared his throat."Please lay back and we will begin with the breast exam".Susan did as requested and laid back on the examining table. Her body quivered as he open the blue hospital gown."Get it together", Susan scolded herself. "You are acting like you have never had a man touch you before"..."Never a man like this," she thought.Susan looked deep into his dark eyes, they we mesmerizing. She suddenly felt a warm rush flow over her that started deep in her.
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