You cum in Stacy

It's tempting to pull out and shoot cum all over all the girls in the room but you're in this for the long haul. Maybe it's manipulative to think this way but you're a programmer, you're trained to plan ahead and getting a short term joy in return for pissing off the girls is not good coding practice.

You release with a groan... and feel Stacy spasm beneath you... with a complete lack of earthquakes.

Then you spend a few minutes cuddling with Stacy, who's all over you like a puppy just given a milkbone, and Charlotte who certainly deserves that and more for the motivational tongue in ass treatement she just gave you.

After a few minutes of that, you can practically feel Anna's glare and you open your eyes and look at her.

"Is not you, perhaps. Is Crystal works the sim."

If your brain had been getting its normal dose of blood, you probably would have thought the same thing. But it hadn't. First you'd been focused on being blue-balled and then you'd focused on getting laid. Following the ramifications of the earthquake with Crystal and the complete lack of earthquake with Stacy hadn't been a priority.

Which was wrong, of course. After all, you still have major problems that could only be solved if you resolve the sim theory one way or the other.

You pull on a pair of boxers and sit down with Anna and Mara.

"So we get other guy for Crystal," Anna says. "See if we get physics."

"I'm not sure--" Crystal starts.

"It's one possibility," Mara interrupts. "After all, just because Mike came up with this idea doesn't mean he's got the power.

Now that would be humiliating. To be the guy who realized the sim could be hacked only to learn he wasn't the one who could do the hacking... and end up losing his girls to other guys who could make it work. A part of you has to wonder if Crystal really does want to resist this new theory as you flash back to walking in on Amber getting plowed.