Authors note: Acts of passion are mentioned but not depicted.
After France’s therapy session at the Stovall’s house, Martin and Melissa were off doing their own things; Martin checking up on some work related emails, while Melissa was busy restoring Julie’s computer. After it being side lined by a worm, Julie had no way to do any school related work; while Melissa suspected that the worm was in retaliation to what Julie has done recently. Melissa even suspected that Julie sent anonymous emails in regards to Brian Walker and Alyssa Cooper; however Melissa won’t be able to figure that out until she is able to examine the worm she managed to copy.
It was just after sunset when Melissa finally finished restoring her daughter’s computer; even though it was in essence back to factory default settings, Melissa knew that would be enough. ‘Julie can do the rest in regards to configuring and customizing’, Melissa thinks to herself. Getting up to head down stairs, she sees Martin pulling a freshly made pizza out of the oven. Martin seeing Melissa at the stairs just comments; “You were busy so I thought I’d try making my cheese burger pizza.”
After spending the entire afternoon lazily floating in the fresh water pool; Julie was at the table with her parents. Julie was making a complete mess as she tried to take a bite from her slice of pizza. The thin base as it struggles to support the mound of ground beef, cheese and caramelized onions; what little gets in her mouth, the rest falls on her plate.
“Thicker crust next time dad,” She says with a mouth full of food.
“Julie’s right Martin,” Melissa chuckling as she watches Julie use a fork to try and push the toppings back on her thin slice; “Use more dough.”
“And deny ourselves this,” Martin chuckling as he watches Julie’s failed attempt to keep the pizza slice from falling apart.
“I can hear you,” Julie scolds.
“Use a fork and knife Julie,” Melissa unable to deny herself another giggle fit; “It’ll go far better for you.”
Melissa looks on as she watches her daughter give in and grabs a knife along with the fork she was using earlier; she can’t help but smile. While her daughter Julie has made many mistakes of late; Melissa is holding out hope that they could all one day put the past behind them. Being a few days pregnant with her second child; it being too soon to know whether her baby will be a boy or a girl, Melissa is determined to save her marriage and ensure it doesn’t end up like Julie or like its father Martin.
“Is my computer still down,” Julie asks finishing up the messy slice of pizza; “or are you still working on it?”
“It’s back to factory settings Julie,” Melissa answers; “I’ll let you configure it to your tastes.”
“Did you put that key logger back on,” Julie looking at her mother.
“Yes,” Melissa answers; “and before you huff and make a big deal over it. Consider it a condition of you going on the internet. Your father and I will be monitoring your actions. Not only to ensure you are telling the truth when we ask you what you were doing, but to ensure you don’t do something that can further put you in hot water.”
Julie has a sour look on her face. With the key logger on her computer it will make trying to get revenge on Eric, Spencer and Frieda all but impossible through cyberspace. While Julie was good at covering her tracks; she knew she could not work around a program that will log and record every action on her PC. Trying a different tact she asks another question.
“Do you know who might have infected my PC,” Julie asks.
“I have yet to examine the worm’s code Julie,” Melissa answers; “I’ll look into it tomorrow and no I don’t need your help. You still have a school report to complete.”
After supper Julie was back in her room on her PC; it took her five minutes to find her mother’s key logger program. Unable to remove it without causing harm to the computer’s operating system; Julie sighs as she begins to download and re-install various chatting and social media programs. After spending a couple of hours restoring her settings and bookmarks; Julie spends the rest of the evening reading comments on her accounts, searching for a clue as to who might of targeted her computer.
*****
Brian Walker, a fourteen year old wereotter was smiling. Despite the fact that it’s a Saturday evening and he is stuck at home after being grounded by his mother; Brian was happy. While he had hoped that the worm he sent Julie had more time to mess with her; using it to remote access her PC, he found that a key logger was on Julie’s PC. Laughing at the little discovery, knowing her parents were quite distrustful with her.
Brian’s laughter quickly turned into an oh shit moment in the morning, when he saw Julie’s computer crash on his end. Not knowing if it was an error in his coding or if it was Julie’s operating system; Brian looked disgusted that the worm’s end game message popped up. He had hoped that the malicious code he crafted would have had more time on her system.
Deciding to let the matter go for now; confident that Julie hopefully got the message, he is about to log off and head to bed when both his computer and phone beep with a message.
‘Meet at the lake 8am tomorrow. A.C’
*****
Alyssa Cooper was getting bored holed up at her friend Betty’s house in Seattle; While their sexual adventures in bed were wonderful, Alyssa was longing for another session with Brian. Despite the fact that yesterday her cousin the sheriff told her about the anonymous emails that spilled the beans on hers and Brian’s fun time; effectively quashing any future meet ups. But this was Alyssa Cooper a sex starved nymphomaniac wer-mer; she would not be denied her prize.
Looking on her friend sleeping after their last session of pleasuring and self-induced orgasms; Alyssa grabs her phone and sends a message to Brian Walker.
‘Meet at the lake 8am tomorrow. A.C’
Hitting send she puts her phone away and gets dressed; grabbing her belongings she leaves Betty’s house. Hopping back into a different rental car; she knows her cousin would be none to pleased if he saw the same rental car she was driving before. Pulling out of the driveway she heads to Moon Lake to finish what she came for; to get a Stovall under the sheets.
“This time, I will get what I want,” Alyssa licking her lips as she merges onto the highway leading to Moon Lake.