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- From: allemang@lia.di.epfl.ch (Dean Allemang)
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- Subject: Re: High School Athletes (lusher)
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- Date: 21 Jan 93 13:40:20 GMT
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- In-reply-to: twpierce@unix.amherst.edu's message of 18 Jan 93 21:29:05 GMT
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- In article <C12JoH.K3K@unix.amherst.edu> twpierce@unix.amherst.edu (Tim Pierce) writes:
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- I must learn not to read Jojo in public whilst wearing sweat pants.
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- One wonders why?
-
- I imagine Tim sitting in a public terminal room, work stations in
- half-carels, providing only an illusion of privacy. He has decoded
- jojo's message, reading away, wondering what the other people in the
- room would think if only they knew what he was reading. He gets to
- the part where the coach enters the shower room, glad that the table
- hides from view the tell-tale drops of precum soaking through the
- light grey cloth of his sweat pants. Damn! Why didn't I wear
- underwear today? He calculates how long he will have to sit here
- until the spots are dry enough not to be noticed, when he hears a
- voice in his ear.
-
- `We have been having some trouble with our news feed - have you
- had any problems today?'
-
- The systems programmer was looking over his shoulder at the screen -
- how long had he been there? And from that vantage point, the table
- concealed nothing. The bulge in Tim's sweats gave a little jump.
-
- This systems programmer was familiar to Tim - he was the one with
- long, blond hair who heated his home with just an old VAX and a
- fireplace that burned wood he chopped himself. `Let me try
- something-' he said, as he reached for the keyboard, one arm around
- each of Tim's broad shoulders. Those forearms! Built up, no doubt,
- from chopping all that wood. With his right hand, he struck the few
- keystrokes to save jojo's message in a secret system depository filled
- with other hot posts, while his left moved, ever so smoothly, down to
- Tim's sweats, where the stain was growing.
-
- Several minutes later, the other students working at their
- spreadsheets and video games did not even look up when Tim let out a
- muffled sigh, such was his self control.
-
- He would have very long to wait, indeed, before he became presentable.
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- With apologies to Tim (whom I have never even met), Jojo, Arnold (who
- has been known to create a semi-fictional Tim), myself (who has been
- known to be a semi-fictional Tim), and anyone else who might want an
- apology.
-
- Dino/Dinette
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