She looked at herself in the full length mirror in the bedroom - nude, except for the chastity belt. Seeing it reminded her of the control Master had over here - even now in his absence. That made her pussy tingle and she stamped her feet in frustration. She decided to take a shower before getting dressed again. When she was done, she put on a push-up bra - she figured with the belt she didn't need to put on panties - a skirt (she was afraid pants would show the bulky belt underneath too readily) and a colorful silk blouse. She took up her tablet and brought up the mapping application. A pulsing blue dot hovered over their house. She zoomed out a bit until the scale showed an area large enough to include the target location. She put her finger up against the scale. She figured that two knuckles worth of her index finger was 5 miles and used that to measure upwards on the map from the dot. Her fingertip ended right at Franklin street. She similarly measured over 2.5 miles East and. I went up to her and massaged her shoulders softly. “Alisha, do you know I have a flatmate, too?” I asked her.“What? Really? How come you never mentioned that to me?” she replied, clearly taken by surprise at this news.“Oh, I didn’t think it was worth mentioning and it must’ve slipped my mind.”“Hmm well that’s ok, but what about our, you know activities?” she asked.“We can always do our activities, Alisha. He will be at college in the day and he works a part time job in the evening up till 9 PM.”, I said to her, moving my hands all over her arms now.Scott came into the room while I was still taking a good feel of Alisha’s arms.“Hey Rob!” he said to announce his arrival.“Oh! Hey Scott! Meet my sister, Alisha”, I said gesturing towards Alisha. “Alisha, meet Scott, my flatmate.” I said to Alisha.“Hiya Scott! How are you?” Alisha asked, obviously very formal because she didn’t know him at all.“Hey Alisha I’m good, thanks!” said Scott and added “I see you’re every bit as beautiful as I’ve.
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