We met in an AOL chatroom in the “Friends” category, bonding over a shared interest in baseball and the inspiration for his screenname; I’d impressed him by referencing the lyrics to “Don’t Eat the Yellow Snow.” Every day (except Monday and Wednesday, when I had Hebrew school), between pm and pm, I’d grab the Compaq laptop from my parents’ room, zip past my babysitter watching General Hospital, and log onto AOL to see if Frank Zappy was on my buddy list.I don’t remember the specifics, but I remember we talked about classic rock and which colleges he thought Dana should apply to.Amir Vatan, the CEO, retreated to his office so he could be on the other end of my virgin High Joy chat.Derek Bacon, the CFO, handed me a masturbation sleeve cast from a porn star's pudenda.I was Dana, a name I had lifted from a character on my favorite Purple Moon CD-ROM.Dana was 19, an aspiring veterinarian, and everyone told her she looked like Britney Spears.I only have vague memories about the first time I had sex.
For the first few weeks or so, my relationship with Frank Zappy skirted the lines of PG-13 respectability.
Women usually feel more threatened by the emotional betrayal of a partner’s online affair, while men are more concerned about physical encounters, Hertlein says, but the gender differences are lessening.
“That is starting to even out in part because of the equality of opportunity that the Internet brings to everybody,” she says.
According to the University counselors, you may be addicted to cyber sex if: Other warning signs may be part of addiction, or they may reveal that a person is at risk.
Recognizing these signs can serve as a wake-up call, letting the user know that it's time to cut back.