”“You dare me to...?”“I dare—I dare you to remove one piece of clothing...” she blurted out, eyes flicking up at him as she fidgeted nervo...sly.Kelly sighed and looked away in disappointment, resting her cheek on her palm as she slumped back in the easy chair.“...From me,” Stephanie finished, swallowing.“From… what?” Brian asked, surprised.“I dare you to remove one piece of the clothing… that I’m wearing,” Stephanie explained, too embarrassed to look at him again. “And, I, uh. I want you to. Grace wanted to be strong, she didn’t want to cry. Girls cried, she told herself, not women, and Chase had made her a woman. Rising from the loveseat, Grace began pacing in her room — a habit she performed whenever something weighed heavily on her. Her bare feet padded back and forth along the plush carpeting as she contemplated her muddy future. Luckily for the floor, her cell phone began ringing to distract Grace from wearing a path into the carpet. Distracted, she answered without even. What stared back at him was a tanned brunette with large breasts (DD, he knew immediately, for some odd reason) and voluptuous lips. He looked down and found the same tits from a top-down view, and he reached down to press them together with his (her?) slender, manicured fingers.Even stranger, he knew that there was a man on the other side of that glass with sandy blond hair, hazel eyes, a jacket with obsidian cufflinks, and a 7” cock that he desperately wanted — needed — to fuck.With that. He’d only just stepped into the world of arrays, but he thought he’d at least be able to discern the different parts or some of the code.To his disappointment, he was incapable of even telling which parts were the foundation and which were support. Even the Lore patterns looked foreign to the handful he’d seen in the last 12 hours.After half an hour of looking over bits of the array, he found what he was looking for. Naturally, it was in the hardest place to reach, nearly right in the centre of.