Realisation

Amber pouted, already having thrown away the offending candle holder that had knocked Thomas ****. At least there wasn't any blood she thought while stroking her aching pussy. She wasn't in a better state than the other two girls, Bianca already unclasping her bra while Pamela's shaking hands tried to unbutton her shirt.

Deciding to distract herself instead of only making things worse, memories of unsuccessful masturbation sessions painfully intruding on her mind while she reached for the computer. It was easier now with Thomas around, ending the thought as she watched the screen change.

New user detected: Enter name.

The keys clicked in rapid succession as Amber complied with the computer's prompt and answered as Thomas had for the question that followed. Finally returned to the list, she bit her lip and wrote in the next command hoping he wouldn't be mad. It's not like it would work anyway, yet she still felt excited at potentially sharing something with Thomas other girlfriends.

0007: Amber, Bianca, and Pamela can have sex with each other.

Amber released her breath in a slow whine. Her disappointment drawing the attention of both Pamela and Bianca who crept over and looked over her shoulder to the line of text glowing on the screen.

Error: A previous command contradicts the new entry.

A nervous laugh escaped Amber's full lips - they were just like Bianca's - while icy shards crawled beneath her skin. Her eyes locked on Thomas' first command, having dismissed it only a few minutes ago but re-evaluating it now. Any lingering desire of sex quieted by the uncomfortable realisation.

Trying again, hoping she was wrong.

0007: Amber, Bianca, and Pamela remember everything before being altered by the previous commands.

She wasn't.

Confusion mingled with betrayal inside Amber, unable to fully accept her love could be so cruel. She recoiled when she felt Bianca place a comforting hand on her shoulder, thinking it had been Thomas' for a brief movement then grasped it tightly with her own.