[ad_1] “Come spank me in Niagara,” a young woman says, cocking her orange curls to the side. The light in the room is hazy and dim. A man responds, through the screen of her computer, with laughter. He isn’t coming to Niagara. He has to pick up his kids in twenty minutes. It’s just a… Continue reading The Inner Life of an Internet Companion in “It’s What Each Person Needs”