Apollo BBS Archive - August 1990

Apollo BBS Archive - August 3, 1990

Mail from Melissa Dee
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 03:14:54

I think Sanki Marlin is a "friend" of Michael James.  I know for sure that
the last names are the same.  In fact, I just had an awful dream about her
(the person I think it is) and am going to ask Cliff to please tell me if it
is her.  If it's not, great.  But if it's her, I want to know so that I can
confront MIchael for being a son of a bitch.
[A]bort, [C]ontinue, [I]nsty-reply or [Z]ap:Insty-reply

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 1:Very interesting.  Thanks for the info.  -Rod
 2:See you in hell.

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Message: 4071
Author: $ Melissa Dee
Category: Beyond...
Subject: Going out
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 03:30:23

        He watches her from across the smoky bar-room floor.  She has been
nursing Long Island teas for most of the night.  She is teasing him now,
stroking the straw and pretending to give this skinny dick a slow blow job.
Drinks make her juices flow and inhibitions fly out of her head.  And he
should know:  she's his wife.
They haven't tried playing this game in a while but it was fun the last
time. She comes early and listens to the band, dances a few fast dances to
warm her up, and a couple of hours later, he shows up and pretends to be a
dark stranger. He watches her dance with other men, her tight ass swaying in
front of him, her torso inches from another man's cock.
Finally he asks her to dance.   She lifts herself up from the chair with a
light grace and walks slowly to the floor.  His eyes follow her black heels
up her black lace stockings that end just under her mini skirt that hugs her
hips.  Her slick, silk shirt seems to want to slip off her shoulders.  
On the dance floor, she wraps her arms loosely around him as he places his
hands around her waist.  She acts cooly but he knows she must be wet by now,
if not from the dancing, for sure from the ice teas.  Still, she sways to
the music on the beat with out faltering.  She's away been a great dancer.
She shifts her weight back and forth and he can feel her hips moving
underneath her silk blouse.  She rests her head on his shoulder, her ear
inches from his ears.

He rests his lips on her skin and begins to suck lightly and now the goose
bumps are two large ones in her chest.  She lets out a deep breathe and
squeezes his shoulders as his tongue traces the veins in her neck.  She
brings up her face toward his and kisses his cheek, mouth, licks his lips,
and starts to open them with her tongue as his hands slip under her shirt,
touching her bare skin. Her body tingles as his fingertips shoot pleasure
ripples through her skin to her brain.   Her hips begin to grind to the
music and against his hard cock, and he moans into her mouth.  He pulls her
ass closer to him, pushing her against his fly, rocking with her hips.  The
music is starting to wind down and he looks up abruptly to find an escape
route so no one will be able to see his prick straining against his pants.
He doesn't find one back at the table.  She reaches down and gives his penis
a little squeeze and he is brought back to her.
"Let's go," he says in his husky voice.
"Get your purse and meet me outside by my car."  He finds his way of the
dance floor and out the main door as she stands lost, trying to make it to
her table.
Once outside she searches for the car.  Through the smoke and the darkness
she hears her name coming from the right.  She looks and finds him. She
walks over, smiling.  He is there waiting to open her door.
"It's locked," she smiles coyly.
"Well then, let me unlock you," he smiles back, sticking his key between her
legs and giving his wrist a twist.

She moans quietly as his arm brushes against her wet lips.  
"Thank you," she whispers.
"My pleasure," he responds.
"No, it was mine."
She has to bend over to get in the small sports car and she is sure that the
men behind her got a glimpse of her garters and bare ass.
"Ready?" he asks over the hoots and hollers.
"Oh yeah," she laughs.  "Let's go."
They take off for home.  As he accelerates  she looks out her window to the
stars and sighs, remembering the first night she had made love.  She had
snuck out of her parents home to meet her boyfriend at the park.  He had
brought a blanket and she was wearing a skirt without any panties.  She was
on her back for most of the time and kept her eyes open, gazing into the
sky, fixating on the stars to keep her mind off the pain as her first penis
entered her.  His hand touches her leg then, bringing her back.  They have
stopped for a red light and he turns round to kiss her.  Her mind returns to
the problems awaiting her at home; having to pay the baby-sitter, make sure
that Ian is asleep already, not make any noise during sex so as not to wake
the baby, the pile of dishes that are soaking in the sink.  When she looks
up she notices that they are past the road to their home and heading out for
the desert.   He lets out an evil cackle when she asks where they are going.
"I'm going to take you out to the desert and rape ya!  Ha ha ha ha."

She laughs at his assertion as they take off, accelerating to 65 in 10
seconds. She opens the sun roof, letting in the air and the sky and the
stars.  She lifts herself up and out into the dark night, letting out a loud
howl of her own. He runs his hands up her legs, reaching the top of her
stockings and unhooks them from the garter.  He turns up the music so she
will dance above him, her shapely ass and legs moving next to his face.  She
gives him an Alright! as a good song comes over the air.  She starts her
striping moves as he rolls down her black stockings.  He then reaches up to
slip a finger over her wet snatch and she sings out even louder.  She lowers
herself onto a finger as she tries to drop down on to his face, teasing him
with her glistening pussy.  She climbs back up into the night sky as she
unbuttons her blouse, letting her large breasts receive some badly needed
air.  Her shirt flaping in the wind, she takes one of her breasts and lifts
it up to her mouth, licking around her nipple as the waves of pleasure
ripple from her clitoris to her stomach to her nipples and mouth.
He slips his hand over her soft ass, lightly tickling her creamy skin.  She
is finding this too much to take and drop back into her seat. She unbuttons
his pants and releases erection.  He looks so hard.  She loves to take him
into her mouth.  She is so hot that she cannot tease him but has to have all
of his beautiful cock down her throat.
"Oh God, Babe.  Ohhhh.  Wait.  Oh God," he mumbles as she quickly pumps her
head up and down his large shaft, flicking her tongue at his head.
He quickly finds a spot and pulls over,  slams on the brake and puts his
seat down.

She struggles with his pants as she continues to suck him off. He helps her
rid of his pants and then turns her around so they can 69. She slowly lowers
herself onto his smooth tongue and screams into his thick prick.  He drinks
in her love juice as he dives in with full force, but is careful to lightly
touch her sensitive clit.  He can tell she is close as her thighs muscles
tense up and it is then that he jams two fingers into her tight cunt,
pumping his love as he licks her to orgasm.  He lifts her off his cock so he
can hear her yell out his name with God's as she begins to shake and tremble
over his face and fingers.  He drinks up from her love fountain and softly
kisses her whole quivering cunt as she comes back to earth.
She turns round to bring her head up to his lips, gloss with her own juices
and takes in a deep kiss, smelling her fragrant perfume on his face.
"Do you want to come inside?" she gently asks in his ear.
He answers by positioning his ready rocket against her still throbbing box.
He slowly enters her, knowing how everything contracts after she comes.
"Oh God, love.  I love you inside of me.  It feels so strong, so big.  Oh
yeah, go in all the way."
He increases his speed and she moves with his rhythm.  His thrusts fall deep
into her well and hit that sweet spot, making her feel about to come again.
She reaches back behind her to stoke his swollen balls as he bring down a
finger on her clit.
"Oh God, love.  Oh love.  Oh God, if you keep stoking me I'm going to come
again."

"Then I won't stop," he answers as he pumps his cock into her at high speed,
rubbing her hot clit. He is starting to show his signs.  His legs tense, his
other hand begins to twitch and his head strains forward to kiss her.
"Kiss me," he pleads.  She brings her warm lips to his and thrusts her
tongue deep inside of him as he tunnels his way to her core.  She feels the
come moving out of his balls so she knows she doesn't have to fight back
herself any longer. They moan together with each entry.  She raises the seat
up so they she can lift her head out the car and into the stars, screaming
out her lovers name as he bites into her neck and spills his love seed into
her gripping box.
They collapse into the car seat, their sweat mixing as their breathe
intertwines, trying to slow down.  Their hearts beat loud and strong for
the love they have just made.  He opens his eyes to see the sky full of
stars against a black blanket of velvet.  Then into her eyes to find them
full of love.
"I love you," he says softly.
"I love you," she says.

Message: 4077
Author: $ Bill Burkett
Category: Thang!
Subject: JB's Perversions
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 06:51:42

        When I used "perversions" in that message I meant just about
anything outside "normal" sex.  
        Now, of course, "normal" is just as difficult to define as
"perversion," probably because they're opposite sides of the same
coin.  When I first became aware of sex, male-female-missionary
position sex was about the only act considered normal, at least
in my part of society.  Since that time oral sex, once considered
a perversion, has become quite widely practiced and is, in many
circles, now considered "normal."
        I suppose that what I meant is exactly what you suggest: 
That viewing sexual acts which are outside my experience doesn't
bother me.  Who knows?  I might even find it enjoyable.  I think
this goes beyond mere tolerance and more toward curiosity.
        Likes and dislikes are not logical entities.  They can't be
dissected and their components analyzed.  I have no criteria
against which I measure particular sex acts, just as I have no
criteria for barbecue sauce.  If I like it, I like it; if I
don't, I don't.  Experience has told me I probably wouldn't like
barbecue sauce containing large quantities of model airplane
glue.  Yet, if enough people I trust tell me it's great, I just
might try it.
        And what, specifically, I've found that I enjoy is none of
your business.

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Message: 68228
Author: Hans Glans
Category: Chit Chat
Subject: 68195
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 07:24:46

Well, the mother thinks it is inconvenient. I guess she has tried, and the
baby can't get ENOUGH milk, so she said the HELL with it.
Not the way I would like to see it done. But then, I would have rather seen
her not smoke through her whole pregnancy either.

Message: 68229
Author: Hans Glans
Category: Religion
Subject: 68202
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 07:29:25

And the children will grow up happy, because ignorance is bliss.
They can not choose for themselves what is right and wrong, only what is
right and wrong according to scripture and what their religious hierarachy
has to say.
Right and wrong should involve some reasoning...Like if I am mad at someone,
I shouldn't forcibly put a hole in their head, why? "Thou shalt not kill"
WRONG!
The real reason is that I am denying that person their right to exist, which
I would care about, unless they did something quite heinous.
If it was someone I actually liked, but was just mad at, I would also be
deprived of their company.
And if caught, I would be deprived of my freedom.

Message: 68230
Author: $ Roger Mann
Category: Chit Chat
Subject: BB/physics
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 07:38:00

feel free to join in.

Message: 68231
Author: $ Roger Mann
Category: Answer!
Subject: sandi/procomm
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 07:38:57

The question is whether Procomm has a real physical existence.

Message: 68232
Author: $ Roger Mann
Category: Chit Chat
Subject: Jeff/Relativity
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 07:44:40

Have you read Einstein's short book on Relativity explained ? It is one
of the best (it's a miracle that the man who developed the Theory can
explain it so clearly)

Message: 68233
Author: $ Roger Mann
Category: Chit Chat
Subject: Rod/Grandma
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 07:47:05

This reminds me of how we adults can say something without much thought
and really affect the lives of those dear little ones entrusted to our
care for so many years. I suspect that if Grandma has to spend two weeks
in jail, I would have to spend a year.

Message: 68234
Author: $ Beauregard Dog
Category: Chit Chat
Subject: Grammar
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 08:08:51

I've been listening a guy from England for two days who often leaves
prepositions the side of the road.

Message: 68235
Author: $ Ann Oudin
Category: Chit Chat
Subject: Cliffy/#68175
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 08:33:31

From your post I assume you just might believe reincarnation - right? I find
it a most interesting concept that answers many questions. That is one of
the reasons I think this earth is our hell and we are put here for past
mistakes. Sins if you will! 
I do not believe that humans will come back as animals, insects, rocks, etc.
That is called 'Transmigration of the soul!' Most sects in India believe in
that - thus the reason cattle are running around all over the place - it
might just be their kin folks! Ha. -=*) ANN (*=-

Message: 68236
Author: $ Ann Oudin
Category: Question?
Subject: Hell and ....
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 08:34:49

.... Hades - isnt' it the same thing - place? -=*) ANN (*=-

Message: 68237
Author: $ Ann Oudin
Category: Answer!
Subject: Sandi & John
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 08:44:38

Re: the capture buffer in Procomm - which I use but have ever captured
anything, prefering to answer on line - here is the messages I recieve on
the JCCS BBS regarding the subject ....
"To capture any online message or an ascii DL. use  F1 to open a log
and then reread the message - use the same command again to close the log.
If you want to leave it going and just save selected messages, use  F2
to put the log on and off hold ... if doing this to a floppy, never remove
the floppy if the log is open or on hold - the FAT and DIR  structures will
be distroyed beyond recovery"!
"Procomm will ask for a filename, Just type in something (Buffer.txt for
example) and then press ENTER. This will open your capture buffer and
everything from then on will be saved to a disk file called Buffer.txt in
ASCII format that you can read in your wordprocessor later."
Hope this helps - it's Greek to me! -=*) ANN (*=-

Message: 68238
Author: $ Ann Oudin
Category: Chit Chat
Subject: Daryl on Rod
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 09:05:28

Re: your "But the truth is, that you know nothing about or more correcty,
less than nothing ..." in a post to Rod ...
That simply is NOT true as much as you'd like to think it is. Rod Knows a
lot about it - as much as any Christian! I think that comment was a bit
unfair to him. He is simply stating his opinions and you come back with
Bible quotes about Saul. That's not debating. He has made some excellent
points and is not afraid to voice what he believes in. I would like to see
some of his questions answered myself. I don't always agree with Rod, but
find his posts most provocative and thought provoking.
Re: your " If you die with your back to Him, there is no chance to correct
your mistake; the damage is done!: Now that's a good one for you to answer.
How do you know this? Do you presume to know this for a fact? Read God's
mind? How can  on one hand you believe in God's love and mercy and then
turn around and believe he will send anyone to hell (or what ever - the
definition of hell seems to be spread out here - not concise by any means)
for an eternity - even if that means, translates of being without God for
eternity????? Every Christian that I know will tell you that the Bible is
not clearly understood. One must except it through faith. You sound like all
the 'mysteries' have been revealed to you somehow - where really, you don't
know for sure anymore that Rod or anyone else does. You just have 'faith'!
Nothing wrong with that - I'm not condemning here, but I sure would like
some down to earth answers on some of these questions with out the sermon!
                          -=*) ANN (*=-

Message: 68239
Author: $ Ann Oudin
Category: Question?
Subject: Daryl on hell
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 09:07:18

Re: "Hell is being cut off from the presence of God ..." But arn't we cut
off from Him being on the earth so to speak? I don't see His actual
presence, do you? And I don't mean in the flowers, clouds, birth, etc. etc.
either - real presence! -=*) ANN (*=-

Message: 68240
Author: $ Apollo SYSOP
Category: Religion
Subject: Reincarnation
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 10:52:42

        I don't rule it out compleatly.   I like to think God gives second
chances.....   I am open minded on this theory.

*=* the 'Mighty' Apollo SysOp *=*  <-clif- 

Message: 68241
Author: $ Sandi Marlin
Category: Answer!
Subject: roger/procomm
Date: 08/03/90  Time: 11:10:12

I have bounced a phone number off of it, and as near as I can tell, I'm
reading messages on this board because of it...so far as I, an average,
still-half-awake human being not trained in higher physics, know, it exists
on the hard drive...