Another visitor

As I begin to pick myself up from the floor I wonder if it's maybe a good thing to try and call my sister. Maybe she can help.

I try to call her but she doesn't pick up the phone. She's likely still busy at home.

"Pulling the same trick? That was me, by the way," says a familiar voice.

She's changed her clothing once again - she wears a pair of jeans shorts that show off her long, beautiful legs and her wide hips, together with a green t-shirt tied right above her belly.

She has no belly button.

But the long white hair and the crimson, mischievous eyes are always the same.

"Morningstar," I greet, trying to make sure my dick is safely back in my trousers.

"Remembering names. You are making fast progress," she chuckles.

"So it seems," I reply drily.

"What's your problem? You don't seem happy. Do you want to take off the ring for good? Or you just can't wait to see how this goes?"

"I'm just testing things out," I say, reaching for faucets and starting to wash my face and my neck, to try to get Miss Jimenez 's perfume off my skin.

"Sure thing. I am just evening the play field. She was getting an unfair lead with her home field advantage here at school."

"I thought you were supposed to stay neutral?"

"Of course I am," she replies with a grin. "But I also like to be entertained."

"Speaking of which, how do I protect the others?"

"You can take off the ring at any moment then. Didn't you like how big and soft you sister's tits felt in your hands, though? And just now, as Miss Jimenez made you cum?"

I shiver. It's true that she can be really affectionate…

"I want to keep my sister out of this. She's my sister, I can't exactly have this kind of thought about her."

"We will see…" she smirks. "It's all up to you after all."

I shake my head and go back to clean myself.

When I turn, she's gone again.