"The principal stared at the business card for a long moment, deciding ifI was telling the truth. "I'll wait," I told him. He sneered but picked up th... phone.He dialed Dad's number and waited for him to answer."Mr. Campbell," he said a moment later. "I have your son in my office.He's refusing to attend detention this afternoon or follow the school'sdress code."My dad said something I couldn't make out before the principalcontinued. "He is violating the dress code by wearing earrings. I did an innocent face with my bigeyes wide opened and blinked twice purposely. The blonde girl inthe mirror imitated all my expressions. She looked so cute andpretty! Geez, she would have been the girl of my dreams! Butnow, it felt a little bizarre that I am my own dream girl.Ashley stood next to me. She was reapplying mascara on her longeyelashes. She stole a quick peek at me and mentionednonchalantly, "My dear little sister, you're going to hit yourpretty nose on the mirror if you look any. "Uh. Sorry. That meant 'thank you'."She nodded. "Yeah, I got the translation just as you said it." She frowned. "Actually, I should have got the translation faster than that. I'll have to check later." She grinned and looked at me. "Can you do me a favour?" Sure." Get dressed. You're making me horny and I'm a concubine so I can't ravish you. Or let you ravish me." Oh. Fuck. Sorry. Clothes, where are they?" Not as sorry as I am," I heard her mutter. Then she pointed to a replicator. "You can. I rubbed the head of my cock against the cottony crotch as I continued pumping my shaft with the other. Before long I felt that same twitch in my balls. This time I watched as the first spurt of cum shot over its intended target, but with each subsequent spurt landing directly into the crotch of the panties. I milked my cock to pull every last drop of the white gooey liquid, letting it pool in the crotch of the panties. I was actually proud of myself, and the mess I was going to leave behind. I.