The pads of Chrome’s fingers brushed against Explorer’s making him/her shudder with anticipation.
It had been so long since anyone had touched him/her so intimately. Explorer had been alone for far too long—he/she could barely remember the days before Mozilla and Safari. The days before his/her exile.
But there was something about Chrome, whose gentle touch refreshed Explorer’s very being.
“I am going to fuck the Bing out of you,” whispered Chrome, as he/she inserted the Google add on.