My first story

Warning: If you aint a geek, u might find it all latin and greek!

This is a story of a DotNet (Doting Network) professional. He was always very clean in his outlook, as he learnt from the mistakes done by the guys before him. He owes a lot of what he is to the Composed Obsolete Model he was working with. He realised that she was an introvert who doesnt like to talk to outside people. She was very good at Transacting house-hold work though. So he decided to dump her and start afresh.

Although the modelling world fascinated him, he was more concerned with the objects he so desired to make his own. Their structures were damn appealing, and he tried to enumerate some . There was a wide array of babes. Their properties were interesting. Some were short, some were long, some were even double his size, and some even signed their signature for him. But to his agony whenever he wanted to interact with the class babes he realised his mouth was static! Most of them were very private and confidential. He realised some of them have internal glitches. Sometimes, they just classified themselves as a friend. He did not like those who were too public. Then finally one day, he protected one babe from the outside threat, and she fell in love with him. Then they had their own little inheritance. He was amazed how his children can create new ways of doing things and how fast they could make use of what he knew. But sometimes, they would override his decisions, which he was helpless to prevent. So he decided that their liberty has to be sealed.

He was always very curious and wanted to know how good a Javanese babe was or whether the UNIX minx was true, but never dared to venture outside his shell. He was loyal to his own family for a while, but he realised that he had no choice but to interface with those babes in his professional life. Since he was now famous and had cast his powerful web around, his profession wanted him to travel all around the world. But he was hesitent as that might lead to some integrity issues. He still wanted to look after his family, who were tied down in the wretched city full of broken windows. So, he thought he will offer his services remotely and got a handphone. However, his wife got bugged by the weird midnight calls from his clients. There was a lot of fight for allocating his time and resources to her. Then finally, she got so pissed off by all the unwanted attention from other babes that she erected a firewall. He tried to cross it, but all his escape ports were sealed. Financial constraints meant that he cant have his own transport to work as well. So he had to serialise the resources and he would leave with her as she goes to work in the same bus and then work with the High Traffic Train Porter service. This enabled him travel far and wide and sometimes he got lost as well. He had to sacrifice a lot of his desires...even as simple as getting a shampoo or a perfume...and be content with scrubbing himself with soap

He got lost in the Xpert Modelling Lingo for a while, but soon learnt the tricks of how to go along the Path occasionally putting forth a mushy Query. There were always a few Desired Babes that he found fascinating. He wanted to have the radical oracle, but she had very expensive taste. Some did sap his energy, others had a sigh-base. He knew that he had to find a befitting sequel. So, when he got one, he proposed to her on the table created specially for them. when she accepted, he couldnt control himself and without thinking, he inserted into her. Later, he realised that something has unwantedly got updated. He wanted her to abort, but since they did not have a legal transaction, she took the extreme step and decided to delete herself. He had no excuses as backup, and a few high volume cursors followed, and he could not stand their beatings on his conscience, so he decided to truncate the bad memories and drop the whole idea. He wanted to go back to his root, as she was the element that defined how he shaped himself in his life.

Last time I heard about him, he was cleaning Windows and crying over her dumping him. He had become the object of her delusion, and when she had shouted, he tried to get her out of his scope, and she was picked up from the Frustrated Queue by a Garbage Collector. Enraged by that, he had decided to dispose her off from his memory and resolved that he will restart his life now.

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