A School Girl

Later, you were sitting in front of the computer terminal typing away. Carrie was in the chair behind me watching. The holo-monitor ahead displayed the results of my work. It showed some of the different avatar combinations. You tried showing off some of the different variants to see what she'd think about them.

"It has to look totally innocent, right?" She asked. "Like I'm total prey?"

"Yeah, the only thing I'm worried about it someone might think you're a trap." You said. "The only reasons someone would wander around the dark web looking **** would be if they wanted to be found or are an idiot. And if they want to be found, someone's going to ask why?"

Before you could go too far with my speculation, she put a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

"Just go with what you want." She smiled. "Let me handle proving how innocent I am."

What you want, huh? A few button presses later, you bring up a version of carrie dressed in a fetishized school girl outfit. Plaid skirt, black tie, and everything. She smiles approvingly.

"Funny, I went to a catholic school actually." She laughs.