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Roland Piquepaille writes "This is the intention of Paul Barford, a computer scientist at the University of Wisconsin-Madison. He wants to build a new line of defense against malicious traffic which has become today a billion-dollar 'shadow industry.' As one of 'the most menacing aspects of botnets is that they can go largely undetected' by a PC owner, he developed a new computer security technique for detecting network intrusions. His system has a 99.9% detection rate of malicious signatures, roughly equivalent to some of the best commercial systems. But it has zero false positives when commercial systems have high numbers. This new system could soon be available commercially."
I figured a hush would greet us at the picnic area when we showed up together. I was wrong. People seemed non-plussed and as friendly as ever. I was a bit surprised and, of course, relieved, when nothing negative happened. But it was an elderly great uncle who broke the silence.
Uncle Zack maneuvered me out of anyone's earshot. He looked into my eyes and grinned.
"Dave, word is that you're puttin' it to Kristie real good. Can't nothin' beat pussy that's family, huh?" He lightly punched me in the shoulder then put his arm around me. "Look, I used to give it to some of the women in this room besides Ellie." (Aunt Ellie was his wife.) "My sister liked it and so did your Aunt Shirley." One of Shirley's brothers was my father. Kristie's father was her other brother as well. So family fucking wasn't so unusual in our own family, either.
Not long after Uncle Zack talked to me, Aunt Shirley cornered me. She's 52, petite, with light brown hair and she looks a lot like an older Kristie.
"Dave, I understand you and Kristie are living together," she said quietly. "I'm assuming your sharing more than a roof, right? Like maybe the same bed? Oh, don't be embarrassed! Our family loves sex and we're pretty loving within the family, too." She leaned close to me and breathed in my ear. "Do you have the trademark big dick?" she asked. No one could see her hand slip between my legs and take hold of the hardening cock inside my pants. Her wet tongue darted into my ear and the stimulation made my cock spring to its full length.
"Oh, yes-s-s," she whispered. "How about giving me some of this? Or maybe I should ask Kristie. And maybe Kristie will give me a taste of her love nest, do you think?" My Aunt was a very attractive woman. She lives in another state so we don't see her often and I'd never thought of getting it on with her. Till now, of course. Would Kristie be interested, I wondered. I was imagining seeing Aunt Shirley bouncing up and down on my cock, or entangled with Kristie in a sweaty, Sapphic 69, tongues wildly exploring each other's feminine charms.
I wasn't surprised when Kristie told me that Aunt Shirley was going to come to the house a bit later. Kristie's brown eyes had that horny twinkle that let me know she was excited. And whenever she gets aroused, so do I.
"And she's bringing Debra!"
Now let me explain about Debra, Shirley's daughter. Debra was born beautiful By the time she was eighteen, she had won scores of beauty pageants, appeared in over a dozen television commercials, had a brief role in a network soap opera and had appeared in a couple of low budget feature films. She was and is one of the most beautiful women I've ever laid eyes on, and she has never had plastic surgery. She is 5'9" tall, thick blonde hair, an absolutely gorgeous figure (she was once a calendar girl in a bikini) and with legs that would give hard-ons to impotent men.
According to the family grapevine and an occasional little blurb in a supermarket tabloid, our cousin was something of a sexual wild woman, some said "kinky degenerate," one tabloid called her a "lesbo nympho pervo on Rodeo" Drive. But Debra never visited us and we hadn't seen her in person in over 12 years. Aunt Shirley hadn't mentioned her to me, but the possibility of sexing it up with Kristie and Aunt Shirley and Debra had me wired all afternoon. By 7:00 I had a bulge in my pants that Kristie kept rubbing gleefully.
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I know this isn't a slashdot survey but there is a very good tool to use(no not that tool you pervert).
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