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Master of His Domain: Not a Television Euphemism

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Chapter 2: Take the Re-Train

Historical Sex Story: Chapter 2: Take the Re-Train - Carl is stuck in a tech job with no future. Then his landlady "arouses" him to explore new options. He has a new partner and all 3 are naked in the spa. Then came four sisters and their Dad, after nude swims together at the lake. Microsoft fucks up. Great excitement as Carl builds a new business with the 4 sisters, with sex parties after work. Carl invents a high-profit new line of business and success is assured. A Drunken Frog. Antique PCs. Polyamory. Mature sex.

Caution: This Historical Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Mult   Romantic   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Historical   Workplace   Sharing   Sister   Niece   Group Sex   Orgy   Polygamy/Polyamory   Exhibitionism   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex  

Carl reduced his work schedule to six hours per day. Management readily agreed, owing to the slack in billable repair hours. As a fee-paying alumnus of his college, he retained his carlwatson@faberuniv.edu email account, which also included web site hosting. What a deal!

Following the instructions emailed to him and his new book, he used Notepad to create and upload his first web page at http://www.faberuniv.edu/~carlwatson/index.html:

<html><head>Carl Watson Web Site</head><body><h1>Under Construction</h1> <p>Hello, world.</p><p>Another paragraph. Some words are bold and some words are italic.</p> </body></html>

“This was easy!” he thought. He began working through the exercises in his text and soon his page was bristling with text (“Lorem ipsum dolor”), features, and a portrait of Mimi. Mimi on the right, Mimi on the left, Mimi in a frame, Mimi as a tiled repeating background image (“Wow! Multiple Mimis”), and so on.

And, then, he made a second page, Mimi.html, and linked it to the index page, and vice versa. This was enough for his first night. He realized he was already so deeply involved that he had forgotten to eat dinner. Apologizing to his empty stomach, he went straight to bed.

 
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