Thanks and making plans

Once the restore finishes, you're able to log in just fine, and you tell Amy the good news.

"Oh hey, thanks!" she says merrily, seeming genuinely surprised as she pads over on the plush, carpeted floor. "You're not so bad, John" she adds, nudging you with her elbow. You can smell her perfume, heady and sweet, mixed with a faint odor of her sweat.

"Don't mention it," you reply, fidgeting slightly.

"Hey, why don't we hang out a bit sometime. That is, if Lily is willing to let you go for a bit," she adds dryly. "I'd like to get to know my little sister's boyfriend, make sure he isn't some kind of creep, you know? Whatever we do, it'll by my treat."

You can't help but turn to face her to voice your reply, and in doing so you find yourself level with her chest. You could swear her nipples are visible through the leotard - is she aroused right now?

"Sure, that'd be nice. I'd love to get to know you and the rest of Lily's family," you reply, trying to keep it cool. "You all seem really talented, what with your dancing and modeling," you add, gesturing towards the room.

Amy smirks.

"Thanks, John, you're kinda sweet, you know that?"

Before you can voice a reply, she's ushering you out of her chair and out the room, sending you on your way with her thanks. As you close the door, you see her signing in to some kind of streaming website and fiddling with her camera settings. Then the door closes and you're left alone with your thoughts.

"Huh," you say to yourself. Then you shake your head and walk down the hall to Lily's room.