Clothing..." Daphnix thought for a few seconds "leather panties and bra. Freeze program until I give the order to resume."Acknowledged.The figure of T...ri appeared, dressed exactly as he had described. But it wasn't enough. Daphnix wanted some more fun. "Computer, create a natural representation of Gillian Anderson and a computer character named Lara Croft. Same clothing."Three short bleeps, and Daphnix' whishes where granted."Computer, put them in a high state of arousal."The character of Lara. And then, it struck her that perhaps his canine affections had suddenly been transferred toward Queenie! Could that be?"Do... do you like Queenie?" Carol heard herself ask, surprised at the resentful feeling she abruptly felt. He had gotten to his feet, and she kissed him between the eyes, holding his big head between her small hands. His tail wagged, but was it in response to her affection or the sound of Queenie's name? "Y- You wouldn't let anyone take Carol's place... would you, darling?. ‘I’m game if the two of you are,’ Carol added. They got up and got in the shower together. Droplets of water beading on the women’s skin like sparkling jewels made them seem more attractive than ever to Rod. Each of the lathered a washcloth and then began to wash a body, not necessarily their own. Each nook and cranny of every nude, wet body got lathered, then lathered some more. At one point – Rod wasn’t sure when it happened – he found himself washing between the cheeks of Carol’s firm,. “No test jumpers left. You jump, or quit.”I turned to look back and noticed that he was right. Some of guys had fallen in the soft snow and the organizers had run out of test jumpers. Unbelievable. I knew that I could keep on complaining but that wouldn’t bring any new jumpers here and even more snow would fall to the trails. This time I was screwed, royally. When I finally was able to leave the bar I pushed back with my hands as much as I could. Like that would have helped, but I needed.