Born a Crime

good as an outsider that I didn’t
even think about dating. The only
girls in my life were the naked ones
on my computer. While I
downloaded music and messed
around in chat rooms, I’d dabble in
porn sites here and there. No video,
of course, only pictures. With
online porn today you just drop
straight into the madness, but with
dial-up it took so long for the
images to load. It was almost
gentlemanly compared to now.
You’d spend a good five minutes
looking at her face, getting to know
her as a person. Then a few minutes
later you’d get some boobs. By the