Love Virtually

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Authors: Daniel Glattauer
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waiting for Emmi to check up on me. Now I can go to bed in peace. I’m off early in the morning, so I hope you and your family have a good week’s skiing. Good night. Read you soon!
    Leo
    Three minutes later
    Re: Shame
    Are you wearing pajamas?
    Good night,
    E
    Two minutes later
    Re: Shame
    Do you sleep naked, by any chance? Good night, Leo.
    Four minutes later
    Re: Shame
    Hey there, Mr. Leo, that was really quite erotic. I didn’t think you were up to it. I’ve no desire to dispel the prickling tension that’s emerging between us, so I’d better not ask what your pajamas are like. Good night then, and have a nice time in Prague!
    Fifty seconds later
    Re: Shame
    Well, do you sleep naked?
    One minute later
    Re: Shame
    He really wants to know! For the purposes of your fantasy world, my dear Leo, let’s say it depends on who I’m sleeping with. Hope you two have a nice time in Prague!
    Emmi
    Two minutes later
    Re: Shame
    You three, you mean! I’m going with an old friend of mine and her partner.
    Leo
    P.S. I’m shutting down now.
    Five days later
    Subject: (no subject)
    Dear Emmi,
    Are you online there, skiing?
    Best wishes, Leo
    P.S. You were right about Prague—my two chums decided to split up. But it would have been worse in Rome.
    Three days later
    Subject: (no subject)
    Dear Emmi,
    It’s high time you came back. I’m missing being under email surveillance. Evenings hanging around in plush bars are no fun at all right now.
    One day later
    Subject: (no subject)
    Just so you’ve got three messages from me in your in-box.
    All the best,
    Leo
    P.S. Yesterday I bought a new pair of pajamas especially for you, or at least with you in mind.
    Three hours later
    Subject: (no subject)
    Are you not writing to me?
    Two hours later
    Subject: (no subject)
    Can’t you write to me anymore, or don’t you want to write?
    Two and a half hours later
    Subject: (no subject)
    I can change the pajamas if that’s the problem.
    Forty minutes later
    Re:
    Oh Leo, you’re so sweet!! But there’s no point in us carrying on like this. This is so far removed from real life. My skiing holiday: now that was real life. It might not have been the best, but it was good enough and I have to confess I wouldn’t want it any other way. So that’s how it is, and however it is, it’s fine by me. The kids got on my nerves a bit, but that’s what kids are for. Besides, they’re not mine, and every now and again they reproach me for that. But the trip went pretty much O.K. (I’ve already said that, haven’t I?)
    Let’s be honest with each other, Leo: as far as you’re concerned I’m just a fantasy image. The only real thing about me is a few letters that you, with all your language psychology, might be able to bring together into some kind of harmonious whole. To you I’m like telephone sex, only without the sex or the telephone. Computer sex then, but again, without the sex or the downloadable images. And for me you’re just a bit of fun, a way for me to refresh my flirting skills. You allow me to do the one thing I’ve been missing: I can experience the first stages of an affair (without really having to have an affair). But we two beauties are already on the second or third stage of an affair that cannot happen. So I think it’s about time we stopped where we are. Otherwise the whole thing will become ridiculous. We’re not fifteen anymore, even if I’m much closer to it than you are, but either way we’re not, and there’s nothing we can do about that.
    There’s something else I want to say, Leo. Throughout the whole of our family skiing trip, which was irritating at times, but overall darned nice, peaceful, harmonious, funny, even romantic, I couldn’t help thinking of a certain snow bear called Leo Leike, whom I’ve never met. That’s just not right. It’s actually pretty sick, don’t you

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