...what?

You stare at her blankly, uncomprehending of what you'd just heard, until you shake your head to clear out the haze and open your mouth. "WHAT?"

A brief moment of panic crosses her features. "Look, I--it was a difficult decision, but...I did it for you."

"No...I mean--" You shake your head again. Shit, what do I mean? "So, what, you rode him in exchange for the files? I thought that kind of thing only happened in movies."

She shifts again. "Well, uh...actually..."

You arch an eyebrow. "Yes?"

Alessa looks around uncomfortably. "I might've ridden...her."

Your mind blanks out for a second before you respond. "The judge...was a chick?"

She nods slowly. "A little older than me, but...not really that much worse for wear." Alessa reddens significantly, blushing worse than you've ever seen her. "Not that you uh...care about that." She averts her gaze steadfastly, only glancing back when you've been silent for a while. "Say something?"

Meanwhile, you're busy staring at her naked form like she's turned you to stone with a permanent expression of shock. "You...you swing that way?"

She shifts again. "...maybe?"

"That's..." you feel a stirring tingle from below, "so hot."

Alessa blinks uncomprehendingly a few times before speaking. "You're...you're not mad?"

You blink rapidly. "I--I mean, I don't really know how to feel. It's not like I've ever been cheated on before." You chuckle nervously as she reddens more. "But...it's like you said. You did this for me, so it's..." You shake your head rapidly. "How the hell do you ride a woman?"

A familiar predatory smirk crosses Alessa's lips. "I would show you, but...you don't have the equipment necessary."

Your eyes widen comically. "Oh. Oh...that's...that's what you meant." You're rapidly getting uncomfortably stiff.

She notices. Her smirk widens. "Need some help over there?"