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Chapter 12 by zankoo zankoo

What's next?

Paul has a suggestion

"That sounds great, Jake. What a terrific idea."

Paul looked up. "Well, the company that makes the app has a free dial-in call for service. I guess you could use it to test the features." It was all Paul could do not to completely melt at the sight of Abbie's breasts hanging down. He was doing everything to avoid making eye contact with them.

Jake noticed this, and said to Abbie, "Can you scoot in just a little more? I can't quite see."

Abbie smirked. "Sure thing, Jake." She inched forward a bit more, almost pressing her side into Paul.

Paul swallowed and took a deep breath. "Let me just get connected to the help desk." He paused, and actually turned to look at Abbie. "Just making sure -- you're ready to be, like, live on a web call?"

Abbie smiled at Paul. "Yup! Let's give it a whirl."

Paul stared openly at her breasts. The yellow lace bra was soft, and was more suited to smoothing out a woman's breasts than necessarily holding them up. In Abbie's case, her breasts were firm enough to not really need much support, but as she was leaning forward and they were hanging down, the display was very ... active.

"You know, your --" he couldn't finish the thought.

Abbie looked at him. "My what?"

He sighed and stared. Paul wasn't the type to see many women like Abbie. "Your, um, I just -- you've got ..." he stammered, and eventually stopped.

"Is the call ready?" asked Jake.

Paul gave up trying to address any issues with Abbie's shirt. "Yes. It is." He clicked some things, and soon there was a video call open with Abbie and three people from the help desk. "Here you go."

Abbie waved at the camera. "Hi, I'm Abbie! I'm just testing out my new camera!" Jake, standing behind her, waved as well.

"Abbie, you go ahead and ask any questions you have. I'm just looking for something back here, is that okay? You don't mind if I just poke around?"

"Sure, Jake," she replied, maybe with a hint of an idea what Jake might have meant.

The help desk folks were very attentive to Abbie, of course. She could see herself in the video feed, so she knew full well what they could see. Still, she did nothing to cover up or acknowledge that anything was amiss.

"So the video -- is it high definition?" she asked.

As she spoke, Jake began his so-called search.

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