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Meeting Mr Right #9


He paged through each new profile as it popped onto his screen. He’d set an alert so he wouldn’t miss any. Needed to sate this hunger somehow, he was desperate to meet the right one.

He knew about browsing history. He knew he could be caught but he’d waited all his life to meet her. He imagined a young girl similarly dreaming of her fairy tale wedding.

He needed it perfect, he wanted to get it right first time. No hitches.

He chose.

And clicked with trembling fingers on her profile to arrange to meet the woman of his dreams.

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