Sarah X was a pen name she had written under once in college when writing for a political publication and she had day dreams about the exciting life Sarah led in an inner Sydney apartment with a full sex life and pumping out pornographic stories for the masses. She wanted to attract people to her stories and had to admit that she found the idea of turning strangers on thrilling.
So she had settled for a picture of herself sitting at her computer with just her ample cleavage showing.
Unfortunately, his career was going so well he was now in high demand in mines throughout western Queensland.
Anyone who clicked on Sarah X now got a shot of her leaning forward into her computer screen with just her lipsticked mouth and large breasts almost spilling out of her polka dot bra.
Inevitably, the personal messages had started flooding into her inbox. Some were pushy, some were polite and some were downright disturbing!
It seemed to cater to just about anything that could possibly turn anyone on or off.
In addition to the stories themselves there were chatrooms, notice boards, interest groups and quite literally hundreds of thousands of people from all over the world interacting over sexual issues at any moment.
So he had joined what was known as the FIFO (Fly-in-fly-out) workforce, and whilst he was on-site for weeks at a time she looked after their beautiful home and two children back in Brisbane.