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In yet another program he added in movement routines and shortly presented us with short movies of Jill walking, Jennifer and I dancing, and Conner and Lisa doing some sort of gymnastics. “Those were all 'canned' routines,” Conner explained, “I could have done the same thing piecemeal, but that would take hours or days and the backgrounds were just pictures.” “So, with enough time we could make movies.” I said. “Absolutely,” said Conner, “that's how some of the newer animations are done.” “By the Way, what were you and Lisa doing Friday when we came in?” I asked. “We were optimizing the network OS.” replied Lisa, “I think you'll find it will be quicker and smoother from now on.” Of course, I had to see what they'd done. Lisa walked me through the changes while Jennifer looked over our shoulders. Most of what they'd done made sense, and the confusing parts were soon cleared up. For a test, I had Conner and Lisa get on the lounger. I told them to do whatever they wanted, it was only a test. Conner started by running his hands all over her body. Lisa soon was doing the same to him. Even for a test, this would give us some good data. Jennifer sat on my lap while Jill hung on the back of the chair over us. I could feel Jennifer's breathing change as Conner and Lisa continued caressing each other, getting more intimate by the moment. The chair shook a little, I glanced around for the cause, Jill was clutching the chair in a death grip with one hand out of sight. A small rhythmic movement of her shoulder told me was playing with herself, aroused by Conner and Lisa's activity. I kissed Jennifer and jerked my head toward Jill. Jennifer looked up at her for a moment, puzzled, then her eyes opened wide, and she broke into a smile. She hopped off my lap and moved behind Jill. There was a quiet gasp, a bit of whispered conversation, and they both stepped around in front of me. 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