She entered the password she knew he used for everything and the home screen, with an equally as unsettling image of horror became the backdrop for his desktop.As she navigated her way to the internet it dawned on her what a violation she may have been committing.Finding the icon for the printer/scanner she opened the application and pressed scan. "Before proceeding do you want to save previous file? Clicking on "more details," in the hope of being provided another option, like "ignore" she was greeted with an image that took her breath away. Georgia's mind was struggling to fathom what she was seeing.The photo was definitely her, taken last Christmas as she enjoyed a glass of wine in the kitchen.* * * * * 25 years later, Georgia was running late for work. Stumbling along the hallway, her skirt around her waist, attempting to pull up her pantyhose she was thankful Darcy had already left the house. Another thought entered her mind and she voiced her frustration in an audible, "Fuck!" She'd forgotten to email a copy of her driver's license to the DMV.Did she get that drunk that somehow she'd forgotten it? She knew the exact photo, it was one of the rare photos they'd actually made a physical print of. He had girlfriends, why would he even need to do something like this? Right now, finding porn in his search history seemed like a much better outcome. " "Well my boys would take my dirty panties from the wash. "Kind of flattering if you think about it." She took a sip of tea and went on, Georgia hugging her coffee mug, all thought of working out of her mind.No, the photo had been doctored, "photo-shopped" she thought the word was. With trembling hands she closed the photo and the pop up. I'd find them stuffed back in the laundry basket dripping with... Often they'd forget and leave them in their beds, under a pillow or something. It was such a regular thing I was surprised when I didn't." "So it was just your dirty ones? "You know, they'd spy on me too." Carol began to surprise even herself at the level of her admission.
Georgia's mind couldn't focus on anything but what she'd seen on her son's computer. You'll have to be a little more specific." Georgia wanted to tell her but couldn't find the words to express it. Some things you just don't really want to know do you? She wouldn't use it when I'm not there surely, he thought but doubt crept in. When it was time to finish work he was first to the exit and nervous to see what awaited him at home.
Yes, he had said she could use the computer but that was probably implied under his supervision.
As she opened the search engine to access her email she was instantly apprehensive as to what may inadvertently appear.
The number wasn't connected and she never saw him again.
Nine months later she met the true love of her life and she named him Darcy.