They got along great, had fun doing the small things together and fucked like bunnies on Viagra. What else was there?Lately, though, there was one iss...e that was bothering them both. Well, it wasn't an issue really. It was more like an unfortunate scheduling conflict that had kind of crept up on them while they were busy discovering each others bodies and deepening their friendship.Ally, reluctantly and sadly, was leaving for two whole months to attend a wedding, a family reunion, another. After running through the process in my mind several times, I realized that if we took our data and made several streaming runs through it, our job would be easier than if we tried to do everything in one pass. We could do one pass to search for known patterns, another to look for recurring patterns in the input, and yet another to do some manipulation of the input data and generate a partially decrypted version of the data. We could then repeat the process and after a few iterations, we would. "Not so bad," Kyle retorted, his blonde hair blowing in the wind. "At least you can hide your problem."Look," David said, "Nothing is going to be solved by fighting about it. When did all of this mess start, huh? I know for me, it all started when I wore that damn bra. So, we all gather up our clothes and go back to that store." Go back!" Clint cried. "I couldn't go back!" Maybe if we all say we are sorry, that old man will remove his curse. We won't know unless we try, right?" Right," Kyle. She made her way back towards the bar. On the way, her path was blocked by a group of guys, all in masks. They were staring at the dancer, who was down to her final thread of clothing and sporting body paint covering her back, arms and legs as if a tiger was draped over her. Yet her ample breasts and rosy nipples were free from decoration. One of the guys noticed Victoria and pulled his friend to one side to allow her to pass. Victoria had to raise the tray above her head as she slid through.