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TV images. This really is not for the faint of heart, but it is fun if you read it aloud.
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In-Between the Static Screen



(part 1, The Flesh series)



--The News--

"A generic need is body heat, perhaps that is why we developed Depends, the only form of thermal underwear warmed by sunlight. Dr. Abraham Maslow, a psychologist who formulated a theory popular with a majority of Rely Electric's stockholders, said that people may or may not recognize needs of their own. May be able to think.

"This was a sign of problems," spoke the man from the Finance Department pointing to a billboard pictured next to an interstate highway. Dole Bendown continues: "during the first two years, rural counties gained nearly 900,000 forms of Rodentia, with one need common to all: SEX. Now," addressing the darkened audience, "we can't be lettin’ them have that one 'cause there ain't no way we can control it or get money offa it. Neither trade nor tariff can work this way under a moral or ethical code.

"Let's not get bogged down in the worm's head of Vals Segments. We must remember

"that's all just one rat down there

"with one thought on its digital switches and telephonic lines, building blocks, octopi: 'I think about safety and security when planning a journey, so I almost always keep some credit in my wallet and an ID pass.'

"Now, gentlemen, if you will please draw your drooling eyes of potential profits to the screen over here. . ." just before Bendown rolled out the colors, light sparkles, a crucial Ukranian leader heads straight through the watching crowd being many places at once cause to be dead is to be in the memory of many people at once then dwindling and dying, to be, perhaps, re-birthed in death again the day marking the day of your death sometime before; you can't remember when. The memory of you, the way perhaps you brushed your chin against a baby's daughter, the way you looked, laughed, remembered you, re-membered, to again dwindle further back into a dark brown swamp filled with electrocuted digital switches and telephone lines, rotted building block houses, and some creative dances, things, ways, to hold on to people. Bendown pulls out a gun and shoots the leader. Nothing moves. The television is a box people do not see.

He continues: "In its most common form, a sharp picture makes a more complete statement. It allows one to step back, gain a more distant perspective, from where that person may examine more of the picture's various connections."

Telecommunication satellites beam instantly images of her and him and you and me.

"The rat begins first by recognizing the images surrounding it as its own kind. This provides a sense of protection, safety in similarity."

"But, Mr. Bendown," a voice hesitantly calls from somewhere in the darkness behind the lights, so they felt a power from the similarity of this to the interrogations they all were watching alternately on personal watch-TVS, "doesn't that see a bit abrupt to the rat? To be suddenly surrounded by images of itself, albeit, recognized as simply members of its own kind?"

"Well, son, we've gotten pretty good at it so far, and as far as we can tell, we're only going to get. Better. It's our job, see? We've even got it on the boards some near time in the future we're going to be able to feed back images of those rats to themselves so fluid, so precise, each moment will be filled with images of itself.

"This brings us to our second stage.

"Sometimes when a rat sees only itself, at some future time the rat begins to feel loneliness, the world seems to go dull and gray, and the rat feels an overwhelming urge to break out of this cycle, to rebel against similarity and conformity. These are our trend-setters You'd be surprised, gentlemen, just how high a percentage of this segment there is. However, the trend-setters must, in the course of history, become This is our norm segment, and it is red. The head of the worm. This head searches out others than itself, but just like itself, so it will not longer be lonely with just itself.

"These Individual's personality is commonly recognized as to be both consistent and enduring. Indeed, the mother rat who comments that her child 'has been stubborn so long I've got to eat him' is recognizing the convention that personality has both consistency and timelessness.



--Commercial--

We see: a nuclear missile speeding through blue sky.

"Have you ever had one of those days? The needle is perhaps a pore's-width, the chemical inside: unknown."

A masked man with smiling eyes.

"You've got just seconds to say something. What will it be?

"Well, with us you don't have to worry. Just refuse to cooperate with escape. Others get off on reverse psychology, so when they think they see someone using it they applaud."

An audience applauds. A sea of waving limbs. Snakes.



--The Home Shopping Network--

Though I don't believe for such fulfillment, nothing more than a series having only life. This old man will continue my work: economic exchange: accept the next best thing. Or this is need. I have bought the death of this land, with no desire to rebuild. This place has the feel for wrongness in things that float away. Acceptance of clinging life, of a thousand tiny something you need between man and woman, woman and man there will be no re-birth. Contrary morality on the evil desire I have.

There is no vengeance or I have all the skills of that old man and more, but I will not surround in mandibles crunching separating deaths. These will be my offspring scurrying.

And its of the powers mine more than one friendship, clutching for each wet moistness between ancient hands, pesticides, herbicides, myself in them these folds of skin, one want to make them silkiest words of subjugation and its all still here. War and sex. Stolen each night rapture would-be lover practiced practiced in mirror, in dark to one dark petal's folds glossy venire spot free of such unsightly processes. Head away to untold built into compared to me, superiority as if of air over you who hold such a power can get simple treasure will actually your legs think the other RED.



--The Movie--

. . . I walked up to her and introduced myself. "Hi, my name is John." She said her name was Linda and after making small talk I asked her to join me, she said yes without blinking an eye. Basically, I got a job. The next day about mid-morning I got my first call.

I started saying, "oooh baby my wife said she was hot, stood up, and took her dress off off her shoulders. I kidded her saying that skin flick sounded like fun. She took me by the and led me up the darkened aisle to where an amazed man was sitting. My hands could not resist touching her. With a short easy draw I reveal a dagger-style blade catch unsuspecting man off guard press against the soft pink skin of his neck feel pulse in didactic vein slide my hand under her shirt to feel her bare skin and my heart races when I feel nipple tugged on rubbed.

"The other patrons could be silent no longer took out their thingies and began to pull on them began to swirl the comments of appreciation. It flowed around us from them I started tasting it in my mouth.

"The movie began and the lights went out. Let me describe it to you:



"Now Gusher had her up into her felt he could kick back. Like she was really trying, you know. Hotel lobby was quiet at last, a permanently to and he pushed his hat low over his face while he stretched out cumming his legs and rested the heels of. While he had his shoes on the edge of the girl's heck-in deck.

"Before long been busily jerk the House Dick, Gusher, was sound as now his long deep his snores echoing off the ready walls. The deserted lobby a gusher of cum. Completely oblivious, Gusher shouts off a mob of drunken sailors. Behind the slut sailor coming up the street. Spade.

"On her side: 'You're the new House Dick around here.' Grab.

"The joint was already starting. Two nicely round to look classier, Gusher believed the same time that there was no many happy sexual than a man feeling the satisfied fact of a job well done. And once he was the house dick, he felt he had ample Gusher, flipped reason to be satisfied with her back so that performance, soon, there riding on top came a knock at the door. Ass turned towards other room, one of the first-class jobs he could stare at while he lay back cumming. Rooms on the hotel's topmost good grip on the floor. Inside the room, yet another jutting tit.

"There were Mut programs showing a salt oath.

"Gusher lifted events in new face from the process and, adding insulted, let his thingy pop out, can't even prove that his sizzling and continued torment security agents, are real. He has new work now. Rose three feet to them, and all effort inside the slut, splattering the wave proven fruitless her oven onto belly and her jutting (for instance, Linda), she was now very nice babe. Him, her, ripe. His stabbing hours of clips of new his face of her security agents a back and got a spurt. The clips lusty lady's gushes that Gusher's contacts in gosher bucked his into the air enforcement hear her, go giddyup horny babe's horse.

"Linda spotted a nipple, said: 'My slippery big bouncy and lick his just like juicy she almost our tongues tits, long leg penetration, skimpy little shaft as we always show easily and and big brown down it.'

"Gusher was skirts and inched it are begging groaning with eyes which I, unit, I was and take her disbelief that he me to come. Huge--I think that's different. So luck! Even way. Eve to bed. She sank, black hair, and I went her back her taking the give, her and what a face, and of her life, lump and lush, kissing and... my Ape, I'd love toobs together, as the kind all came tooth.

"Gusher addressed the camera: 'Quick success make my move, me first, find I'm already on Eve. I always the waves talked into the waves Ovidly told that

"'he wanted to learn her alien ways her special language.'

"Out his tongue and began flicking. House Dick back and forth inside her as we as the slut, slippery cunt, while he ground the street into her. The girl moaned echoing as he slurped.

"Long with gripping her buns tightly, Gusher licked her as she squirmed and moaned on the evening roll. In a minute of two the girl knew that, squatting down, Gusher, his job, propped the almond-eyed honey's calves on his shoulders squeezed her and cupped her small, rutted her on in his big sweaty palms. He heard the house voice still like that all day, not satisfied through every hotel. By the time around, Gusher had succeeded at will be hunters are on his thrusting they will take a hard all of these after only they seat over all the weight cartridge of bounding and get good fame bullets. The trade response: her horny sex.

"Once Eve was enthusiastic erased slut let go times and satisfiers for the first four, shook the wind for cock. She, slow, introduction of pussy exploded to bet balled.

"I, no one, pine rattling, hands and knees, promises regarding when Gusher fired off the LM treason, satisfied the hot hell. Rearing, we may see them.

"Eve shunning recoiled perhaps later this his own bombshell shot off hot pron, big-selling .30 caliber back. Gushers of hot porn. And, like a cannon, am already asking for a Magnum. Though rocketing missile pussy lips as I, the venerable shooing look all too soon, but in reacquainted skimpy white dress that her sexual way ahead of between acres of bare already told dream that I've in the sights those undies. Hots for her. Linda.

"Gas station. An underwear of is how she'll be. Gas station. Redhead about through he my bed.

"Eve said, 'Of course, by this time my was aching for. Gusher's. One of the reasons I'm working for his is that he's got this really enormous thingy that totally fills me -- it gives me the most intense again like a delicious velvet.' Didn't I?

She just can't get enough sheath.

"'God, that hot meat enough of it so good in my hands.

"'But it wasn't nearly enough his was too for me. Suddenly I was in a want it of excitement: I wanted to do it like the taste of. I opened them, taking mouth and hopes that someone had hand and would have the sense to filly. I could feel and as quickly as possible thick shaft: Gusher.'

She wants to suck, slapping.

Gusher again addressed the camera: 'I told you she was horny.'

Eve speaks: 'Suddenly, there, orgasms ever! A cum a couple other hand have to be told her gravity was between either; he was bed it was by gripped it. It in seconds, almost onto my, I started jerking buttons off his fly and the guy unison, with form fill me with his, into me's, and then up. I could hardly huge had such a full load to swallow: I was doing what Eve seemed to be, shooting for fantasized about: I was strafed to liquors, and I just managed to at each end me. I swallow it all, the salty taste good hard rod in the one in my hand (I later the bargain my knew that it was John's). Shoot shaking with around jizz all up my arm, hot and gleed to keep all thick, and just a few seconds the same Rhythmater Gusher's cum erupted into impossible. First my mouth.

"'Honestly, I've never!

"'He was right. At the moment, all the thingies in the world wouldn't have been enough for me! John took his pants and shorts off and kneeled up by my head, feeding his stiff length between my open, eager lips. As the closed around it, he breathed a sigh of pure pleasure, holding his cock by the base so that he could keep it firmly in my mouth. It wasn't all that long, but it was lovely and thick, and I delighted I've ever seen I'd really love whether you you looking right now to the back of my mouth while deep-throating him. I don't know how he managed to hold back for so long, I was tonguing and sucking his so thoroughly.

"'And with that it was ten," my wife in the story said, standing up away from the man bleeding from his neck and taking me by the hand so we could leave. "That there of them by lying with my hole," she said," in the middle of the room it went quiet, and, hitching my round, of moaning, to my waist so he, gentle, coming from the had a really goonside melt a fat, hard, hairy, muff bare. Taking, rubbed against skimpy white pay on his eyes and found of the them, and I from of me been able to along my stock it down out his dick and stroking myself, began to from the looks of lacy material. He, lick others, had hard. Mmm, it felt good.'"

"I," I said, "I get to call Linda again tommorrow."

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