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A Digital Era

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Martin! Retired military with a global network of connections including, police divisions, secret service and military bases for support, performs a top secret experiment that then turns into a life obsession after discovering the truth. Martin being a liberal who supports recreational drugs, sets up a digital exchange for substance merchants to unite and create. After discovering during his military career the unions we share with neighboring gardens, Martin sets out to establish quality chemical sources throughout the globe, for a more healthier, secure and sustainable partnership with the resources provided by earth and neighboring nations.

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Chapter 1
Tick! Tick! Tick! Seconds passed as files uploaded to the server, ‘complete’. The time it took to complete the simple operation was all the time he could spare, footsteps coming down the hall, laptop slams shut and the door flies open. 'Honey' yes dear, what dress makes my butt look better? Followed by a quick smile 'you choose' and make it quick cause our reservations await, another grin 'this one' I think you should wear this one. Martin thrusting back from the desk laptop to reach for the dress, Allison smiling brighter and brighter as martin locks eyes with her, grasping at the dress in her hand. Pulling her ear closer and closer to his lips while whispering 'no dress makes your butt look better' smiling brighter and brighter Allison plants a warm kiss on his cheeks and whispering in martins’ ear 'get dressed cause were going to be late'. Turning to retreat to her dressing room, blowing a kiss and pulling the door closed slowly. Martin falls back into his chair exhaling with a clear mind thinking to himself 'my turn' for a choice of clothing for tonight’s dinner. Thinking to himself, I wonder if Allison will tell me my butt looks fat. Followed a silent grin, Martin arose and made his way to the closet to begin his search for the perfect occasion attire. Entering into the closet seeking comfort over a style of dress that would allow him to fit in more casually. Allison’s feet squeak across the hardwood floor as a cotton cloth buffs the fog off the mirror after a hot shower. She scurries towards her closet thinking to herself about a routine change to shape the appearance of her butt into the direction of martins’ attention due to her overwhelming desire to want to please her partner or non-spoken subconscious flaws about her appearance. Either way she knew she had to get dressed quickly, her hair slightly in a mess she slid the dress on and made her way toward the next step of getting dressed, her footwear for tonight. As she modeled her dress and compared footwear for a perfect match in the mirror, Allison could not help but think about her morning and how her day at work had gone. Friday morning had gone according to plan until the sudden halt of the cars in front of her on hawthorn bridge caused her to over-respond to the break peddle, cause and effect splashed coffee on her so stereotypical like. The traffic has slowed to a steady crawl coming into downtown Portland, a combination of construction, traffic and pedestrians has caused the traffic to come to a sudden and unexpected stand still, Alison on her regular route to the office. The mornings assignment was simple, she had to authorize the testing of marine corals as well as water samples that has arrived from off the coast of Australia’s Great Barrier Reef. Alison could remember her childhood dream was to become a marine biologist and she fulfilled her dream, graduating with honors at the top of her class. She also quickly remembered that coffee spills and slow moving traffic was not a-part of the plan. Honey! Martin shouted with a harmonious laughter from down the hall, Yes dear! Alison responded promptly. Does it feel like a tie tonight to you? I don’t know dear I’m still trying to decide what dress makes my butt look better. Alison replied with hints of sarcasm in her speech. I think I want to wear jeans and a t-shirt, martin shouts from down the hall. It doesn’t matter dear, go with comfort over fitting in, if it will make it a more comfortable night. Just as if she could read his mind from down the hall. Great! Martin spoke under his breath, a simple decision, t-shirt and jeans it is. Are you ready? Alison ask Martin as he stands near the island in the kitchen thinking to himself. Going over the list in his mind, checking it to see if there is anything else around the house that needs to be secured or resolved before they got on the road? Yes! Martin replied after an approximately three to four seconds of silence, honk! Honk! The sounds of passing motorist and the chatter of pedestrians echoed as they exited the inner city and made their way into the direction of tonight’s main course. The restaurant of choice for this evening not too far, just on the outskirts of suburbia. A well know establishment locally known for their delicious and innovating recipe’s the talented chefs are continuously cooking up in the kitchen. I see you chose the dress that makes your butt look great as always, Martin stated with a firm masculine tone, yes! Alison replied, your advice is always the best advice Martin spoke with patience and a slight hint of confidence to gather Alison’s attention. Allison in silence stared at martin’s high cheek and strong jawbone for a moment. Martin kelp both hands on the wheel, struggling not to be distracted by his beautiful wife as she stared at him with endless wonders and expressions on her face. She would often drift off into a sort of hypnotized state of mind, staring at his almost perfect appearance in her mind. Reservations! Not too much further now, just up the road, Martin’s tone of voice made it appear as if maybe a possibility of a special occasion, or maybe what one would consider the above average night, so what’s the occasion? Because before I didn’t ask. A quick smile on Martins face followed by the response, there isn’t one. I just wanted to spend time with you and perhaps make another memorable scene and night with you. I’ve got to hand it to you, thank you for putting in all the effort to spend time with me. Thank you and I love you Allison says, I love you too, with loving masculinity in his voice Martin replies. OH! Here we are. Upon arrival the first thing you notice, the big bright sign that light up the parking lot of the establishment “International cuisine” lit up with big neon letters. The chefs are from all around the world and the menu seems to be forever changing and upgraded with new and improved dishes, which made them very popular to the clients who acquire the taste for the ever changing menu. Upon entering their greeted, and the hosts proceeds to lead them to their table. Your seats, and here are your menus. What will you have to drink? Any appetizers for tonight’s meal? The words of the maître-d sounded. Thank you both Allison and Martin responds as she awaits to take down the order of drinks or possible appetizers before tonight’s main course. I'll go with sweet tea and no appetizers says Martin: sweet tea as well with lemon says Allison and no appetizers tonight, spoken softly. Thank you maim. I'll return momentarily with your drinks. After a few minutes of silence while browsing over the menu. The light sound of other consumers echoed from the background: a sort of chatter, one could use the words to describe. ‘’I think I’ll have the pasta tonight says Alison breaking the silence. A few moments of silence followed and I’ll have the seafood platter. The overtone of continuous chatter from the client and staff speech was kind of peaceful to Martins ears. The sound of the waiter's voice brings together the attention of both Allison and Martin. The sound of her foot-ware coming into contact with the floor sounded similar to boots on concrete as she approached with the drinks. The sound silences as she withdrew to the kitchen to pass along the main course order to the chefs awaiting. Both Allison and Martin grin at one another while they await their meal. Enjoying their drinks, not much was said at that moment. Both enjoying each other, the loving the presence of each other and their meal like a peaceful dinner should be. On into the night, tick... tick... tick... Lying in bed the silence overwhelms Martin, what did you think about that pasta? It was ‘phenomenal’ Allison replied in a kind of playful stomach filled tone. The chefs really overdone themselves, and you, how was yours? Delicious Martin responded, and I agree with you, the chefs really did go overboard as well as with the tea, which was absolutely delicious. Altogether Martin and Allison thought the meal was very good and the service well worth the rather large tip they agreed to leave for such great service provided to them by their hosts. “I love you” Allison spoke softly, and “I love you” Martin spoke softly in return. Laughter and love filled and echoed in the room on into the night as they loved all over each other like puppy love children. The following morning sunlight crept through the shades. Martins’ eyes slowly opened. He could feel the warmth as the sunlight brushed against his cheek, in the distance he could hear the sound of the shower, and he thought the usual pattern of Allison. There was no reason to be panicked or in a rush, the energy of the morning was calm and peaceful. Martin rolled over, shutting his eyes. The squeaky handle of the hot water knob alone with the silencing of the shower told him that soon Allison would be entering into the room, however there was no rush. He had a moment of shuteye to spare before she would enter in and act her normal silly playful self, often including jumping on the bed to aggravate him awake. However it's never being aggravating to him, in fact he enjoys the attention. It’s not every day and since it’s a weekend morning he didn’t know what to expect. The thought of his work would often come to his mind: he never much talked about his work to anyone actually. Martin sometime thinks, what feels like a lifetime of government service has made him somewhat complacent to the risks involved with his work and hobbies. He is ok with that, often thinking that the complacency contributes to the restful night’s sleep he experiences. The thought of today’s tasks came and went. Faded into the distance with the sound of the squeaky knob. Opening his eyes as the sunlight brushed against his cheeks. His eyes begin to slowly shut, as if he was falling back to sleep. He noticed a particulate of dust floating in the rays of the sun, peace filled his mind and his eyes closed. A Soft kiss of Allison’s lips on his face awakens him: I have to go, Alison whispered "work". I love you Martin replies, call me if you need me. The door latches behind her in the background: a little while later not long after he collects his thoughts and slowly arouse to his feet. Making his way into the office putting on his coffee and sitting down at his desk while he waits. He enjoyed coffee upon awakening, Martin has his own hobbies at home that he has been working on for a number of years, besides the garage hobbies most stereotypical middle age suburban men usually has alone with step ladders and other tools, nothing major. Martin’s most heartfelt hobbies rested on his computer, the same computer that he recently powered up while waiting on his coffee. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The sound of the operating systems buzzes and hum in the background alone with the coffee aroma in the air really made Martins mornings calm and soothing especially the weekend morning’s. Weekly news, retail stock prices and many other home desktop ads and notifications that appear to capture the attention of the terminal user executes and icons and notification appear on the screen. His imagination has inspired all kinds of movements in his life from small hobbies to large investments in his life. The current hobby that consumes the majority of his time while not working on his career is a developmental web platform designed to unite merchants and consumers for buying, selling and trading of world commodities and goods anonymously. He wanted his platform to be a unique and innovating hobby as well as a full or part time business for himself after and during retirement and retirement quickly approaching. Alison has always supported his decision and loves him for who he is: the coffee of choice for this morning, one of his favorite %100 Colombian dark roast: he would frequently change up the flavor from time to time however on this weekend his desire was for Columbian. The flashing of the complete indicator along with the quiet chime of the coffee pot signaled to him that the coffee is complete. The recognition of the importance of the platform to the users came to his mind but first it would have to wait for coffee. The platform idea originates from ideas and training in the past. His area of expertise in career and in hobbies is cryptography and the field of. Although complacency has set in for Martin and his hobbies moreover with no effects to the outside world, the majority of the public is currently unaware of the possibilities of the newly developed technologically advanced system that will change the way ecommerce works in the digital age. Hours passed by as he works, enjoying cup after cup: the time spent at the desk terminal working on the platform never felt to him like work, usually felt like only his hobby. He enjoyed it so it never took too much out of him, on other days it would actually recharge his state of mind. He and Alison lived in a quiet subdivision cul-de-sac: calm and quiet most all times of the year with exception of the occasional holiday, sporting event or neighborly party and very little traffic at all just the way martin enjoyed it. The smell of fresh cut grass in the neighborhood at the right time of the year was a vibrant pleasing aroma that he felt literally changed his spirit for the year to come. Usually appearing as a stereotypical family occasionally seen taking out the trash, mowing the lawn or lounging around the pool with the garage doors open "think middle class American". On the inside he knew his activities, his design has the potential to empower the dark and mysterious forces that society fears and often ignores. The possibilities of criminal behaviors, or if abused, criminal prosecution could occur if used for any wrongdoing. The closer he grew to completion of the project, Martin would evolve. Seeing the larger view and risks for everyone involved. The risks that himself will possibly be creating for the merchants and the consumers of the product in this ever changing society. The possibility of being questioned by his colleagues on some political policy guideline level crossed his mind a time or two. The wisdom and enlightenment of knowing what he knows is setting in and the developing suspense kindles within his mind. A few hours later, the buzz of Martins cell phone catches his attention, hello he answers. Allison replies "what are you doing for lunch"? He smiles and replies nothing why? I was hoping you would have lunch and maybe coffee if your schedule is clear. Her voice held excitement with a hint or eagerness to see him. I would love to he responds. Where would you like for me to meet you? Allison replies "the address" I’ll text it to you: so I’ll meet you there. Allison and Martin says their goodbyes and hangs the phone up. Martin powers down his desktop, straightening up the coffee bar and heads for the garage. Allison arrives to the destination a few moments before martin which gave her enough time to find a place and take a seat. Not long after she got conformable and begin to read over the menu, Martin turns the corner to immediately make eye contact with her. The choice of lunch didn’t seem to attract too much of their attention, it was more of a casual small lunch choice more tailored to fit the schedule and time for both Allison and martin. Seeming to be more enjoyable contact and simple conversation rather than occasion topics or lunch choice highlights. Martin age 49 and Allison age 48, lives really care and stress-free lives other than simple quarrels about what dress to wear to an occasion such as a gathering or dining experience. Allison would often speak about her hobbies when the time was right. Working with the children in the community as well as the school system and schools’ recreation department. The roles that she plays outside her full time career role was valued as well. And all roles she valued greatly, future dates and special occasions was brought up frequently to ensure a clear line of communication between the both: they believed it was best. Allison invites Martin to participate if her evening plans at the school this evening. He's always been grateful when included and often attends her engagements when invited. However, this weekend evening martin has plans of his own. Martin would never mention it out loud but in his own mind he knew he was almost complete with his project and soon could launch and go live. Martin responds to Allison, wiping the crumbs and beverage from his lips vigorously. Thank you very much, you know I would love to join you but not tonight "love". I’m gonna hang around the house, working on my hobbies and just being a guy or you could call it "work" however "you know how much I love it when you invite me"? Allison just smiles and saying 'yes I know' so how’s your lunch? Delicious he replies responding with "and yours"? Delicious, very delicious. Allison had her evening planed, all her plans seemed to be falling into place as far as she could tell falling into place perfectly. As for martin his plans were right where he left them: the lunch had gone according to plan so Martin and Allison proceeded to carried on according to their day, letting him know that she will be home late, and if he needed her to give her a call. Allison kissed Martin on his cheek as they departed "I love you and drive safe". Martin arrived back home as casually as a weekend could get. The almost perfect day once more in their neighborhood: simple conversations with the neighbors: with the sound of a lawn mower a few blocks down could be heard as well as the ever so slight smell of fresh cut grass would occasionally catch his attention. Martins closest neighbors would often have small talks with him, the boundaries of their property lines made them candidates for conversation you could say: timing plays a role. And remembering it's the weekend so the odds of encountering the neighbors are high. There closest neighbors were the "walkers" Sandra age 62 and Bill age 68. A loving couple who appears to be very happy, as well as loving to their neighbors and community. Not much else was known of them by Allison or Martin. Simple small talk encounters about dinner, work or neighborhood simple talk would usually be the extent of the conversation information exchange between themselves and their neighbors. Not even their career field was known between them. You could say they have gotten to the age, the age of not wanting to discuss work. The sound of the vehicle door shuts, Martins footwear could be heard coming in contact with the concrete of the driveway "Click! Click! Click!” As he approached the garage entrance, "Martin" a loud humorous call of his name from across the lawn. 'Bill is calling' gathering his attention. The energy Martin feels from the call sets the tone for yet another friendly conversation. Good afternoon Bill, nice day isn’t it? Responding as he closed the distance between himself and Bill, walking in the direction of his name being called. A very lovely day out "Bill responds". They often would ask about each other’s partners as concerning husbands would: maybe the occasional lawn fertilizer choice at the local hardware store. Very, very nice day Bill responds, repeating to ensure Martin comprehended. Lovely summer day isn’t it? And how's the misses? Very lovely day and she is doing Beautiful thanks for asking. She’s currently working, how about yours? Perfect, Sandra is out back by the pool relaxing, 'her off weekend' and I’m well... 'Yard work' Martin cuts in with sarcastic husband humor, noticing lawn equipment scattered about. Bill smiling and responds 'Yelp' but only for a little while longer I’m just now finishing up. I been at it for a few hours this morning. I have been considering inviting you guy's over for a barbecue, dinner or just a snack this evening. Maybe we could spend some time together says Bill? A short pause to consider his options, then follows with a smile: it sounds like it could be fun. Allison will be working late tonight so she would not be able to attend however it's possible that my to-do list could be completed later in the evening. Let me see what all may be going on around the house this evening and I’ll be sure to get back in touch with you. It sounds really relaxing, pleasant and adventurous. Martin responding with a boy-like childlike manner. During this interaction I guess you could say the relationship dynamic would be that of a growing friendly man cave buddy system between Bill and Martin at this point. Accepting his invite would mean taking their relationship a step further, for this is the first time he has invited them. The possibilities of relationship emotions or character role and theme changing could be possible during next encounter. Up till this point the relationship seemed simple and consistent to Martin. Not too much time passed as well as a few more topics later, Martin and Bill found themselves talking about the occasion and any new additions that could be added to the list of topics, plans or dinner menu possibly. Speaking in a tone or manner as if in the few moments they have spent talking, they seemed to have uncertainly confirmed the plan. Back inside Martins office as he sat quietly, the thoughts of the weekend morning echoed in his mind a couple of times while enjoying a moment of silence. Calmly and silently Martin begins to power up his desktop once more as he sit alone in silence he could hear the faint sounds of the CPU fans as they powered up: once more the beeping, buzzing and humming sound could be heard within the tower. Not long after all the buzzing cease, the screen powers on and almost like magic, he is ready to begin to bring his hobbies to life. Martin makes his way down the hallway toward the kitchen refrigerator in sight, Martin swings open the fridge to gather all the ingredients that he needs to fulfill his masterpiece. A post lunch sandwich maybe even a cup of juice as he thought to himself. As he gathers all he needs including the juice, he couldn’t help but think more about the hobbies and pondered ideas with the neighbors from previously in the day and how he would bring the dynamic to the attention of Allison. Upon making it back to his desk and with his snacks he begin to ponder the topic of promotion, and or how he would promote the platform anonymously while remaining safe and undisturbed throw-out the promotional period and beyond. So far no idea has felt safe to him. The thought of this getting out and into the public sent shivers up his spine and gave him the goosebumps. He knew the possibilities of the authorities becoming involved if fallen into the wrong hands, most importantly the hands of criminals with bad intentions. The criminals would have the power to destroy everything great about the platform and in his state of mind it has the potential to be a beneficial instrument. Martin proceeds with a sense of wonder and a slight edge of excitement: extreme excitement on the inside. He alone with his contacts continue to remain confidential. No security threats are to be worried about nor are they on his mind however he often considers security breaches from his contacts and compromises that are out of his control when dealing internationally. As he continues his evening with keyboard in hand and mouse awaiting, he gains ground and becomes closer and closer. The last touches and edits of the software and hardware. A few calls later an install followed by the execute command and it will be just like magic all over again. Whenever he was ready to take the next step it would be available. His work would be live and be available for use for the word or just a chosen few he thought to himself. He pounders and spends time thinking about all the possibilities that himself and his colleagues has in front of them. As Martin enjoys his snack he checks the market, checking on the status of a few of his investments and how well things are going for him and Allison financially. Not much time goes by as he works when suddenly he is surprised by a text message reading 'I love you' a smile suddenly appears on his face. A few hours past alone with the completion of the tasks on the to-do list and of course cleaning up after himself from the snack, you know a crumb here and a crumb there. He finds himself out by the pool house performing routine maintenance with the idea of thinking about going for a swim. He retrieves a towel from the pool house, and changing into the appropriate attire takes a seat by the pool. Not long after he takes his seat, getting comfortable and enjoying the sun. He begins to think about the invite and what his decisions would be. From out of nowhere, Martin gets up from the poolside, spontaneously runs then jumps off the diving board. In mid-air yelling to the top of his lungs as a child would do 'cannonball'.

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