Dixon Carter Lee
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- Nov 22, 1999
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I finally had a Literotica dream. Last night. I met Sally Struthers (thin again) on a sreet corner. She doesn't know me. She tells me she has a new project she needs help on. I volunteer. She takes me up to her seedy flat and she hands me three pages of e-mails between her and several Literotica members. (Her screenname was, get this, "CystalCheyenneAngel").
In the e-mails she explains that she wants to turn this story she read into movie. The story was "Watching Patti", which, I'm assuming, was my story. She asks if I can help, and I say "no", and confess that I'm Dixon Carter Lee, and that I wrote the erotic story.
Sally says, "That's okay. I'm really a prostitute now."
I think I need a break.
In the e-mails she explains that she wants to turn this story she read into movie. The story was "Watching Patti", which, I'm assuming, was my story. She asks if I can help, and I say "no", and confess that I'm Dixon Carter Lee, and that I wrote the erotic story.
Sally says, "That's okay. I'm really a prostitute now."
I think I need a break.