You intend to try

You turn your attention back to Crystal. "Now where were we?"

Suspecting that her answer might be something along the line of 'you were checking out other girls and talking nerdy shit while seriously thinking you were going to get laid by me... in your dreams', you shortcircuit the situation by kissing her.

She tenses for a second, then leans into you, kissing you back.

That was definitely the right idea. You think back to the night you moved the earth... or maybe initiated the poke of ****. "What do you say we lose these garments?" You were pretty sure you started with something like that.

"First you have to get down to one garment each," Maya says. "Then you say 'what do you say we lose that last garment each.'"

"Uh, really?"

Mara nods seriously. "We're trying to replicate the experiment in a difficult field situation. Adding extra variations is countraindicated." She hands each of you a hand-printed script. "Just follow along. The script indicates actions as well as words."

Clearly they'd gotten the blow-by-blow out of Crystal because they really did have everything the two of you had said or done written out in a careful script.

"Sorry," you whisper to Crystal. "Not ideal for lovemaking."

"Well, maybe I'll get my bank transfer instead of an earthquake this time. That would be romantic."

You don't think Crystal is getting into the spirit of it... which could be important if Stacy is right about the whole ritual thing."

"Maybe we should think about having a good time," you tell her.

"Right, while reading a script."

"Right. While screwing our brains out and making the earth move. We can do this, Crystal."

She sighs. "You know, it takes a little something to get a girl in the mood and..." she waves her arm taking in the assembled crowd... including Stacy who's set up her burner phone on a mini-tripod and seems ready to record the 'experiment.' Well, if this doesn't work, maybe you can go on Pornhub and sell the video.

"Close your eyes," you say. "Don't think about anyone but me, you, and how we're alone in the mountains, ready to have the time of our lives." You run your fingers down her long blonde hair. "This is so sexy," you whisper, your lips just millimeters from her ear, "I've never met a girl with hair this long."

"My dad wouldn't let me cut it when I was a kid and then it was sort of my thing."

"Your dad is a smart man. Your hair is beautiful."

"You like it?"

"I'm a guy, aren't I. Of course I like it."

You check that her eyes are closed, then strip down to your boxers.

Now you're getting into the script and she doesn't seem to mind. In fact, it's as if she's forgotten there is a script... and that you'd had the same conversation just a couple of days earlier.

You tug off her lab coat and throw it at Charlotte and Crystal grabs your dick. "You are packing, {firstname.}

After a bit more making out... "What do you say I lose that last garment." She was supposed to be wearing something but she's naked so it didn't make sense to follow the script exactly."

A couple of minutes later, you're ready to start trying to program the universe again. She's sitting on top of you, her eyes still closed, your dick deep in her pussy, sweat dripping from both of you and she murmurs "Now, let's do some math."

You nod, realize she couldn't see you, then say "Yeah." Again going off script but you think you were the one who was supposed to suggest doing math.

You never noticed it with Amber, but there's something beautiful about a girl getting fucked. Crystal seems to glow from beneath her skin, her hair shimmering around her, cascading onto your chest and then spilling off the bed, her pale breasts flushing pink. Her pussy convulses as she nears her climax, squeezing hard on your dick, making you bite down hard to keep from cumming right then, before Crystal is ready... which you absolutely can't do because it would ruin the experiment, because Crystal isn't ready and you'd be an idiot to leave her disappointed, and because there are four girls watching you, no doubt evaluating your performance and, you hope, wishing your dick was inside of them instead of in Crystal. If you let Crystal down, you'll let them all down.