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Chapter 21 by UmbraSolaris UmbraSolaris

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Computer troubles

Instead, you run into Amy at the top of the stairs. She's holding a laptop in one hand, the other on the banister. Her weight is all on one foot, angling her hips in an enticing way, and drawing your attention to her long legs, which are wrapped in knee-socks. She's wearing a leotard that shows off a nearly scandalous amount of hips, and casts you a scrutinizing look as you try not to stare.

John, you're probably good with computers, right?" she asks.

You shrug non-committedly. Amy sighs.

"This stupid laptop won't work suddenly, and I can't do work without it," she says, clearly frustrated.

"I could take a look," you offer. You don't want to promise you can fix it, but you do want to at least try. You want to make a good impression on Lily's family.

Amy leads the way to her bedroom, places the laptop on her desk, then drops to the carpeted floor and begins to stretch. There's a lot to take in as you step in the room. There's what can only be a stripper pole stretching from floor to ceiling near where Amy is stretching, and around it a section of the floor is smooth hardwood, like a miniature dance floor. Her desk has two large monitors and a webcam, along with a comfortable desk-chair. A vanity with a large mirror sits in the corner, beside a large wardrobe. The entire room is tastefully decorated in an elegant, almost sensual way.

You sit down and try to focus on the laptop. The password is written on a sticky-note stuck beside the mousepad, so you have no trouble logging in. It doesn't take you long to run into the problem - the computer restarts on its own. After your first few attempts frustrate you, you decide a system restore is in order, and explain as much to Amy. She's doing a split on the floor, arms over her head, and voices her consent without even looking over at you. Then she gets up and hops on the bed, and seems to be striking poses as she takes selfies with her camera, sometimes with the assistance of the mirror across from her.

You can't help but notice how attractive she is, especially stretching and posing like that. And everything about her room casts her in a light that makes it nearly impossible for you to keep from thinking about her sexually. The tightness in the front of your jeans is proof of that. You hesitate before clicking the system restore button, wondering if there's some way to take advantage of the situation.

What do you do next?

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