Edit #1

Derek clicked continue and the first question appeared on the screen. Below the question was a textbox with Andy's answer in it.

Question 1: If you were a girl... would your handwriting be nice?

My hand writing would be neat and clean, but not super girly. I would be really talented at calligraphy.

"I get to flip for who goes first!" Maggie said holding up a 50cent piece. With a flick of her thumb the coin flew up in the air and landed on heads. Derek pumped his fist in celebration.

"I knew picking heads was the way to go." Derek turned to the laptop and reread Andy's answer. "This sounds like Andy..." He rubbed his chin as he thought about what to change. "I guess I'll leave it as is..." Maggie looked disappointed at Derek's decision. Derek guided the mouse cursor over the Next Question button, but the button wouldn't let Derek click on it. A message popped up above the greyed out Next Question button. You must make edits before continuing. "Well I guess we need to change something." Derek took a moment to think his change before he began editing.

My hand writing is neat, clean, and a bit girly. I am also really good at calligraphy because I'm a good artist.

Derek looked over at Maggie who had a bit of smirk on her face. "Wow you are really kissing up to Andy." She teased.

"Hey it said we had to make edits, so I made a fair edit." Derek moved the mouse over the Next Question button. "Are you good with the edits?"

Maggie raised her eyebrows. "That's not my decision. You get to make the edits on this one." Maggie took a drink of her screwdriver. "Just hit next, and let's hope the next question is more fun." Derek hit the Next Question button and the next page loaded.

Andy had stripped off her clothes and was now inspecting her underwear clad body in the mirror. "Damn girl." She smirked at herself as she posed in the mirror. She was beginning to turn herself on. Her large breasts looked amazing in her lacy push up bra and her wide hips gave her a very womanly figure. Andy ran her hands over her large breasts and down her soft body. She could feel an arousing tingle of excitement throughout her body. While Andy was enamored with her reflection in the mirror, the writing on a sticky note on her desk began to take a more girly form... Above her laptop a portrait of herself appeared. The signature on the bottom of the portrait read Andy Johnson...