You hold on

Forget about the other girls. Focus on Crystal. She's the one in bed with you. She's the one waiting for you. She's the one who you've got to satisfy.

Yeah, a little self-talk can be a good idea. Besides, there's nothing wrong with Crystal. Satisfying her is a really good idea.

You're not sure if she's acting the script or if she's just a wild kind of girl but Crystal goes crazy again. She's all over you, grasping your scrotum and squeezing hard enough that all thoughts of premature ejaculation vanish and concerns of whether you'll still have attached balls this time tomorrow take precedence.

And then Crystal is on you again, straddling you, sliding your dick deep into her pussy.

"I like how your cock feels inside me."

"Yeah."

"Now, let's do some math."

Fuck, it's hard to think about the script, doing math, anything but pumping your dick into Crystal's pussy. She's so tight... you would have thought a girl that hot would be out getting laid every night... but if she is, her pussy has found the fountain of youth because it squeezes your dick so hard she almost makes you cum without having to move at all.

Crystal skips over the part about how hot your anthropologist and mathematician are, going directly into the programming.

You can sense Mara's disapproval but you're not going to stop the session because, right now you're more focused on sensation than you are on hacking the sim. Besides, something feels right about what Crystal is doing. The world seems to come into a deeper focus as she continues to straddle you. You're sure you can't see more deeply into her but you feel as if you can. Each soft blond hair on her body seems unique and special. The tiny drops of sweat forming on her breasts glisten reflections from the candles around you. Her hair, flowing like a golden fountain, glistens, each strand a golden wire, separated by static electricity to stand distinct from the others, creating a shining halo around her head.

"We'll try the bank accounts again," she said, "because the girls want us to stay on program. So, let X float be the current balance of my Bank of San Francisco account." (She rattles off her account number... who memorizes that kind of thing?). "Let Y, float, be the current balance of Microstuff's Well's Fargo account number... again the memorized number. If Y > 10000, X = X + 10000. Else X = X +--"

"Stop," Anna says.

"Oh, no." You grab Crystal and pull her to you... only to find her lifted away by the other girls.

"What the hell?"

"Look at water bowls." Anna points to one of the bowls on the floor. Inside, the water is trembling, creating little wave patterns. Mara isn't looking at the water, though. She's studying the hanging needle which is spinning crazily... until the thread from which it descends abruptly snaps.

"You can't just leave me blue-balled," you say.

"We laying low," Anna reminds you. "Creating major earthquake, possible avalanches in ski resort, not best approach to keeping secret."

"But--"

"More fucking later. Need to analyze data."