261-263rd email

From: Dom Borax 
To: Stacey Marchenkova
Sent: Friday October 16h, 1999 8:12AM
Subject:  RE RE Where are you

I am such a shit boyfriend. I’ll be back soon. Please be patient.

From: Stacey Marchenkova
To: dom borax
Sent: Saturday October 17th , 1999 10:32AM
Subject:  RE RE RE Where are you?

Dom are you okay…? It sounds like you’ve been kidnapped…are you being held hostage..? If so how much are they demanding…let me know…I’m sure your parents will come up with the money…Oftenbark will beg for it too…I’ll sell everything including my body,,,

…please let me know you’re okay…that your fingers are all present…that your being fed a little…and that there’s no danger of you falling in love with your kidnapper…

Okay…better go…

twangs of jealousy emerging…

green Stacey becoming…

logging off now before it gets too late…

From: Dom Borax 
To: Stacey Marchenkova
Sent: Sunday October 18th, 1999 23:1PM
Subject:  RE RE RE RE Where are you?

Hey Stacey, no, I’ve not been kidnapped. I’ve just being worked to the bone.  And again as always, I apologize for my distance. But you have to let me be with this, Stace. 

It’s so hard trying to get this work done and pander to your worries at the same time.

It’s just too much. Trust me this is not a diss’ but I need you to understand that my silence has nothing to do with you. I simply have no time.

Gotta go. Sorry and speak soon. And don’t be so paranoid. There’s nothing to be paranoid about.

Dxxx