Her Digital Diary (fm:adultery, 3951 words) | |||
Author: Little tommy D. | |||
Added: Jan 30 2013 | Views / Reads: 1928 / 1501 [78%] | Story vote: 9.14 (7 votes) | |
When Megan hastily left, I found her iPad open and still on line. I read and viewed a part of her digital diary. I copied it to my smart phone and planned my revenge carefully, passing it by a colleague for comment. It worked, I hit a homer with my fake v | |||
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My parents named me Nicholas, Nicholas Evan Sears, but as with every other long name given to a kid, it was shortened to Nic by my early-life friends and it's been Nic ever since. I think you'll agree that in past years all of our younger girls friends kept a locked, very secret diary, that no one, even the best of friends ever got to see, much less read. It was hidden from Mom on the very top shelf of the closet where no one ventured except the author of its stories. That was then. The growth of the digital era changed the diary drastically where the secret stories are kept in iPads, iPods and some in iPhones. To access the diary you must enter a user name and the designated secret password. And that's where the trouble began. Big time! Some two years ago years ago I found my wife's iPad open and online to her digital diary. She had been summoned to her ailing mother and left in haste, forgetting to close her session. That finding could have led to marital troubles immediately, but after my initial rage, I had a beer and a sit-down with myself and arrived at a rational solution that would prevent a divorce from the true love of my life, my amazing Megan. I discussed the entire episode with my associate and friendly card playing pal, Paul Edison, a psychiatrist in our medical group. He listened, pondered, rubbed his bearded chin and said, "Nic, I would recommend that you put this experience into play, and I think to would best serve to help climb over the question, or as you insist, the problem." Yep, you bet that I now plan to go ahead with the ruse. ...
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