Paige was almost 18. She was fairly tall, standing a shade under 5' 10" tall, with a slender, athletic build, small breasts, and short red hair with long blonde bangs. She was wearing her work uniform (she worked at the local Pizza Hut) and looked a little tired. She was pretty, in a cute sort of way. Not that Nate should be looking at his sister that way, but that's teenaged hormones for you.
She hadn't noticed him yet as she kicked off her tennis shoes and flopped onto the loveseat. Within moments, she was snoring lightly.
Perfect!
He was just about to select her, when he remembered the calculator's voice. That'd wake her up for sure! But wait, was that a headphone jack?
He went to his room and found his old Walkman in a drawer, putting the headphones on and plugging them in. Sweet!
Quietly creeping into the living room, he patiently waited for the calculator to select "Girl."
"This girl has two values, her size and mass, and her age. Assume the first value is 1, and the second value is...18."
Woah, it knew how old she was...well close enough. Wait, that means he could make her older or younger?
He felt himself get hard. What to do?