Swap File

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]SYSTEM CRASH:
]RESTART Y/N?:

YES

]RESTORE Y/N?:

YES

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In a whirl of glorious digital light, the city of Mainframe had been brought back from the
brink of destruction. Corrupted code was purified, and once again the system bustled with activity. Mainframe’s Municipal Audioblaster Hall stood glinting as the crowd filled out, talking and laughing. At last, after all the trials they had gone through, the programs of Mainframe could finally relax.

Dot Matrix looked out over the crowd milling out of the Hall and her emerald features lifted in a brilliant smile. She then turned to the cerulean Guardian standing at her side.

“We did it Bob.” She took his hand in hers. “We really did it.”

“Yes, Dot.” Bob’s voice was like a warm blanket. “It’s a whole new beginning.”

Dot opened her mouth to respond, but she glimpsed someone past Bob’s shoulder and called out.

“Matrix!”

The hulking form of her brother turned and came as close to smiling as she had seen. His
real eye glistened with what might have been tears, but Dot knew better than to mention
anything. Enzo had changed, and there was no point in denying it.

“Dot. Bob.” Matrix nodded to each of them. It was then that Dot noticed the lovely game sprite, AndrAIa striding gracefully beside her brother, her azure hair falling around her shoulders to her armored brazier. Dot smiled to herself, remembering them both as such young programs, running about getting into trouble. It seemed like seconds ago, but it hadn’t been that long at all.

“So,” AndrAIa spoke up. “Any plans for the rest of the cycle?”

Bob shook his head. “No, actually…”

“Actually, yes.” Dot cut him off smoothly. “I’m afraid Phong has some tasks near the Core to take care of.” She looked pointedly at Bob. “Isn’t that right?”

Bob looked confused for a nano, then simply nodded. “Right, of course. Slipped my mind.”

Matrix took hold of AndrAIa’s arms and tugged slightly. “We have that sector to patrol
anyway, remember?” His brow rose expectantly.

“Uh, sure…Right.” AndrAIa blinked. “Well…See you guys!” She called as Matrix pulled her away.

“What was that all about?” Bob asked as soon as they were out of earshot. “Phong hasn’t
asked us anything.”

Dot leaned in close to his ear and whispered. Bob’s eyes grew wide and a grin pulled at the corner of his lips. Dot drew back and flashed another dazzling smile.

“Meet you there.” Dot winked, and she was gone.

“Definitely.” Bob sighed, walking away briskly.

* * *

“What is it?” AndrAIa asked, concerned.

Matrix took her hand and looked deep into AndrAIa’s dark eyes, and she knew what he wanted.
She trailed a slender hand down his muscular chest.

“Just name the place, warrior.” She purred.

Matrix leaned in close, whispering in her ear. She giggled and laid a hand on his cheek.

“A boyhood fantasy?” She asked with a twinkle in her eye.

“Something like that.” Matrix nodded, embarrassed.

“Well then,” AndrAIa winked seductively. “Meet me there, and we’ll see what’s on the menu.”

They split off in different directions, not quite running.

* * *

Dot stood in the pitch darkness of her diner. She had pulled the shades on all the windows, and now simply waited in the kitchen, pacing as best she could without running into anything. A zillion thoughts ran through her head, and she grew more and more anxious at the prospect of what she planned to do. Then she heard the dinner door open, and all her doubts washed away.

Dot felt her way along the wall and out to the front counter. She could not see a thing.
She was about to call out to Bob when she heard his footsteps approaching from behind her in the darkness, and she decided that it would be best to leave words out of this.

His hands found her shoulders, and turned her to face him. She still couldn’t see her hand before her face, but Dot could feel his presence before her. His hands moved up to cup her face and Dot felt his lips close around hers in a tender kiss. She returned it with rising passion, slipping her tongue into his mouth. As their tongues danced, Dot quickly
unfastened her clothes, letting them slide down over her smooth skin to the diner’s floor.
She could hear Bob unfastening his own garments, and when he embraced her tightly, she felt his bare skin press against hers with delicious warmth.

* * *

Matrix and AndrAIa had been trapped in Games for, what was to them, a lifetime. It had taken minutes for them to develop to the point that they could consummate their growing love but, after that first awkward encounter, they had become quite adept at pleasuring one another. Matrix was always amazed at the tenderness of AndrAIa’s lovemaking. She was slow and methodical, always savoring the moment for as long as possible.

As he took her in his arms, Matrix realized that perhaps AndrAIa had been affected by the turbulent last few cycles more than she had let on. She kissed him with a frenzied zeal that took him off guard, but did not displease him in the slightest.

Matrix’s mouth left her lips, trailing down her neck to her chest. He took her nipple in his mouth and teased the erect tip. It was perhaps the darkness of the room enhancing his senses, but AndrAIa’s breasts had never felt so full, and had never tasted so sweet. His hands roamed down over her butt, lavishing her smooth curves.

* * *

Dot was amazed at Bob’s confident handling of her body. His strong, rough hands moved over her, sending her heart racing. He knelt before her and she groped his shoulders, marveling at just how muscular he was. His time spent in the Web must have been more strenuous than she had imagined.

Bob moved back up her body, his lips playing over her breasts, then back up her neck. Dot’s hands slid down his chiseled chest and over his shockingly defined abs and at last reached their goal. She gripped his throbbing member, and was flabbergasted by its size. She wrapped one, then two hands around the shaft and yet she could still feel that it extended beyond her grasping palms. Dot took a few steps backward, pulling gently but firmly on Bob’s organ, and he promptly followed her. She felt the edge of the bar meet her lower back, and she deftly hopped onto the cool surface and lay back, spreading her legs. She had served thousands of customers on this long fixture, and now she was finally going to receive something here.

* * *

As Matrix moved to lay over AndrAIa, he could sense her need. It was almost as palpable as his own desire, and he was eager to satisfy them both. AndrAIa’s hands guided his pulsating member, and at last he thrust boldly into his love. Matrix gasped in spite of himself as his rod slid into AndrAIa’s tunnel. She held him so tightly! It was tighter than he ever remembered, and the sensations that coursed through his loins were beyond anything they had experienced before. Matrix thought of the system’s restart, and wondered at the glorious side effects it had had on his lover.

A pair of strong, silky legs wrapped around his butt, pulling him in deeper, and Matrix’s mind was swept clean of all other processes. He lowered himself onto her and felt those extraordinary breasts rub against his chest as he began thrusting into her. He tried to set a steady, leisurely pace to begin, but the legs around him urged him on faster and harder. Matrix responded with enthusiasm, and within nanos he was pounding into his lover with all his strength.

* * *

Dot’s eyes rolled back as Bob’s solid member filled her with perfect execution. They seemed designed for each other and for this very base function. Dot bucked her hips up in time with Bob’s forceful thrusts, her hands gripped tightly around his bulging shoulders. His grunts of pleasure were deep and resonant, arousing her even further. His hot shaft bore into her over and over again, gaining intensity with every thrust.

Dot felt Bob’s hands move up under her back to grab her shoulders. He used the leverage to plunge into her with renewed vigor. Dot began seeing flashes of code behind her eyes, and she knew that their moment was near. Digging her fingers into his back, Dot squeezed her canal as hard as she could, pulling on his rod with all her might.

* * *

Matrix could feel the building power in his loins reaching a critical point. He plunged into her with complete abandon, his sac slapping against her tense butt on every stroke. Matrix’s hands gripped her shoulders, and in a moment of doubt, Matrix wondered why he was not feeling AndrAIa’s long hair in his fingers.

She moaned.

He thrust on.

* * *

Dot arched her back as Bob somehow redoubled his assault, his crazed thrusts sending delicious ripples through her body. She snaked her tongue out, licking his lips. As her tongue slipped over to his cheek, Dot’s overloaded mind managed to register surprise as she felt an unexpected roughness of a beard.

He grunted.

She reared up into his hips, and her leg knocked into a stool.

* * *

Bob arrived at Dot’s Diner at last, and was about to head for the door when he saw a familiar face coming toward him from a side street.

“Oh, hello AndrAIa.” Bob stammered, thinking fast. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh…me?” AndrAIa seemed just as off balance as he felt. “Well…I was, uh, supposed to meet someone here…”

“You, uh, you don’t say.” Bob swallowed uncomfortably. “Me too.”

“Dot?” AndrAIa asked, blushing.

“Actually…” Bob tried to think of something, but decided just to be honest. “Yes. I guess you’re meeting Enzo…er…I mean Matrix.”

“Yep.” AndrAIa blushed. “I got a little delayed back in the crowd…”

“Yeah, me too.” Bob nodded. “I wonder where…”

Bob was cut short by a crash within the diner. Bob and AndrAIa looked at each other, confused. Then a slow dawning horror crept across their faces.

“No.” They both said breathlessly.

Bob and AndrAIa bolted for the door, bashing it open. Bob flicked on the lights and AndrAIa gasped.

Dot lay naked on the bar, her back arched in an ictus of erotic bliss while her brother, Matrix, lay on top of her, his muscular form thrusting into his sister’s voluptuous body. Their perfectly matched emerald bodies strained in effort, driving Matrix’s member deep within Dot’s taut folds, her magnificent breasts undulating to the aggressive rhythm of their hips.

Both siblings opened their eyes and they froze. It was a crucial moment. Both of them hung on the precipice, their bodies teetering on the edge of release. They could perhaps still salvage the situation; all they need do was stop.

Their eyes searched each other’s deepest programming, seeing down to the very essence of one another. Communication beyond comprehension passed between them in a fraction of a nanosecond. And the decision was reached.

With three deliberate, fervent and utterly powerful thrusts, Matrix and Dot flew over the edge together, data flashing before their eyes. Their coupled bodies convulsed ferociously, Matrix’s pulsating member filling Dot’s port with his input. Their minds soared together beyond Mainframe, beyond the Net, and even beyond the Web. Their ecstasy propelled them to another level of existence they never dared even imagine. They linked for, what seemed to them, a small eternity. At last the universe resolved itself back to the diner surrounding them. And once again they were just two programs lying entwined on the counter of Dot’s Diner.

A brother and sister who had just made love.

Bob rushed forward to support a faint AndrAIa. As Matrix gazed into his sister’s eyes, Dot ran her hand through his hair. Matrix could only think of one thing to say as she gazed back at him, her eyes full of love.

“Alphanumeric.”