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Then the hacker sighed as he withdrew his probe program from the violated system and he lit a cigarette.   The corporate IT techs wouldn’t see his digital rape penetration of their virginal database as an act of forced love but the hacking digital rapist did.  ‘Meet your messenger’.  The hacker thought as he took a deep draw on his smoke and exhaled it deliciously.  From his perspective, he had granted the computer a sexual favor with all the sensual skill he possessed and neither the white hats, nor his black knew what the computer’s motherboard really felt while being raped.  An overprotected virgin who never experiences intercourse, ultimately becomes a dry old maid.  ‘This ex-cherry has now met her messenger.’

The messenger, as the hacker called himself in his computer hacking hobby, as well as in the many computer games he played and excelled at, shut down his programs and went to make a sandwich.  It was dry bread and baloney: he had no butter left.

Zane Letterman possessed programming skills and knowledge that would put most of his corporate IT foes to shame but his income didn’t eve come close to matching.  At thirty-two years of age, he still lived in his parent’s house.  It was his now.  Zane’s Dad had succumbed to cancer three months ago and his mother died unexpectedly a week later: perhaps of a broken heart.  As an only child, the hacker inherited.

The notorious ‘Meet Your Messenger’ hacker munched on his flat tasting repast and he went upstairs to his parent’s deserted room.   He pulled open the third dresser drawer and pushed aside the folded clothing to reveal a thick wallet.  He was about to extract some cash to buy some more groceries—when it happened suddenly.

Zane Letterman was about to meet his messenger.

Meet Your Messenger is a fictional story

by Russell Twyce – author of Shiva’s Messenger