Alexa's Inbox

"In your dreams, bucko!" Alexa said, as she logged off. What a trip! Still, oddly flattering somehow, but-- "I'm not going to Lesbos with Elektra, thank you very much!" she affirmed aloud as she got up and set off to find something productive to do with the day.

Maybe research at the library?

"After all," she decided as she held up her string of anal beads and eyed them appreciatively, "there's always the matter of this 'J' . . . ."