"EEP!" The hacker's hands struggle to keep the robe in place, and he puts some serious effort into squirming away from Tzahala's grasp without actually bolting from her lap. For a few seconds, he actually seems to be doing fairly well for himself, too... until a particularly emphatic squirm causes him to lose his balance, and he tumbles from the robe and from Tzahala's lap, landing on his pert little rump at the Runner's feet.<br/><br/>And now the hacker's "secret" is out. When last she'd seen Cori, 'she' had been wearing simple, if cute, hip-hugging panties- conservative and 'safe.' But apparently the hacker had decided to try something new tonight, seeing as she's dressed in a full on, black silk-and-lace nightshirt with a black, lacy thong. And judging by the tip of 'her' cock-head peeking over the waistband, she's been enjoying the feeling thoroughly.<br/><br/>"I... um... well, Miss Sao always looks so pretty, so I wanted to see..." The hacker pushes herself up with the palm of her hands, so that she's at least sitting rather than sprawling on the floor. "I wanted to see how it felt..."