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Chapter 3 by DonSilver DonSilver

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The Beast Awakens

Across town, a computer monitor flickered on, accompanied by a short beep notifying its absent user of a new pop-up notification. The sudden light from the screen illuminated an otherwise dark room, exposing an unkempt mess. Piles of dirty clothes littered the floor amongst dishes caked with what was once food. Every surface in the room, from the computer desk to the nightstand, was occupied by trash or other forgotten items under a thick layer of dust.

A shape on the bed stirred in response to the sudden intrusion of light. Slowly, the shape of a man sat up and kicked his legs off the side of the bed. The light from the computer exposed a body that matched the room’s level of upkeep. A t-shirt which was originally white, now a pale beige, was dotted with stains from an unaccounted number of days’ worth of food and was littered with small holes. The fabric of the t-shirt was fighting to contain the protruding belly that hung over an equally neglected pair of boxers.

The man got up from the bed and expertly navigated the maze of dirty laundry and dishes scattered on the floor. As he plopped himself down in the computer chair, he ran his stocky fingers through his wiry hair. He used the mouse to click on the notification, which revealed a new email in his inbox. Licking the remains of the night’s takeout dinner from his lips, he began reading the new message.

Hello there…

Soon the man’s fingers were racing across the Cheeto-encrusted keyboard. The speed at which he typed amounted to the most physical exercise he had experienced in weeks. The email was from a woman named Sarah asking about his craigslist apartment posting on behalf of her husband. She wanted to come and see the unit as soon as possible. I’ll show her my unit all right.

Satisfied with his reply that the couple could view the apartment anytime the following day, he signed the email ‘Lester Marshall’ and pressed send.

The rush of corresponding with a female stranger over the Internet awakened Lester’s dick. He greedily clicked the Mozilla Firefox icon and began browsing his bookmarked porn sites.

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