Early the next morning.
Stelle slowly opened her eyes, but what she saw was not a very familiar ceiling.
Of course, it couldn't be said to be completely unfamiliar, as she had, after all, slept at Acting Grand Master Jean's place twice already.
She twisted her head.
Beside her was the Damselette's peaceful sleeping face.
Stelle was stunned for a moment, then remembered something and reached out to pull the blanket, which had slipped from Barbara's shoulder, back up to prevent her from catching a cold.
Then she turned to the other side.
"You're awake, Stelle," Jean turned her head to look at Stelle.
She was already up, currently putting on her clothes.
Stelle could still see her fair back; Jean seemed to have a strong preference for this backless top combined with those white tight pants, as Stelle had rarely seen her wear anything else.
"Mm…" Stelle nodded, but she had no strength to move at all.
She looked at Jean with some resentment, opened her mouth, but in the end said nothing.
"I, I'm sorry…" Jean also noticed the slight anomaly in Stelle's eyes and apologized awkwardly.
After Amber left last night, Stelle was kept by Jean.
Originally, it should have been Barbara's turn last night, and Jean had also voluntarily gone to the guest room to rest.
However, Barbara was still a pure Damselette after all; although Stelle had agreed to her, accepted the punishment, and had already voluntarily shown weakness, allowing Barbara to do as she pleased.
But unfortunately, Barbara still lost in the end, and Stelle, who was still full of energy, almost burst out laughing.
Indeed, compared to the experienced Amber and the inexplicably experienced Jean, Barbara was still too inexperienced…
Just as she was thinking this, the room door was pushed open by Jean.
Barbara surprisingly had no special reaction, even actively moving to make space for Jean.
The two sisters seemed to have planned it.
Stelle's smile instantly froze.
As for what happened next, there's no need to say much.
Stelle felt that embracing both sisters was a wonderful feeling, but this feeling was not something everyone could enjoy.
If it weren't for Stelle's sufficiently strong physique, she probably wouldn't even be able to open her eyes right now, would she?
Of course, even so, she was truly exhausted now.
She had barely rested all night.
"Did Barbara discuss it with you?" Stelle reached out and poked Jean's flat stomach, then couldn't help but ask.
"No, not really…" Jean awkwardly turned her head away.
It was just that their voices were too loud, and she, in the adjacent guest room, found it hard to sleep.
Her body moved involuntarily; at first, she only thought of going out to get some fresh air to calm herself down.
Why did she join in later?
Jean couldn't explain it clearly; opening the door was probably just a test, and she hadn't expected the two of them not to lock the door.
Upon seeing her own sister's eyes on the bed, Jean seemed to understand something and naturally walked over.
Anyway… sleeping together, all three of them, seemed like a good feeling too.
"Forget it, I'm so tired, I want to sleep a bit more," Stelle sighed helplessly, then turned around again and hugged the still-sleeping Barbara into her arms.
Barbara also seemed very tired; Stelle's movements were not small, but she still wasn't woken up.
Moreover, she even actively burrowed into Stelle's embrace, a satisfied smile on her face.
"Mm, you two rest well; I'll go ask for leave for Barbara," Jean nodded.
She naturally looked refreshed.
It was strange to say; Jean used to work overtime frequently, and although she was somewhat used to it, she would occasionally still feel some fatigue.
But ever since she and Stelle… afterward, she only felt all her fatigue swept away.
She was incredibly energetic, and the occasional backaches and waist pains she used to experience had not reappeared for a long time.
"Well, I'll be going then," Jean looked at Stelle, who was embracing her own sister, and smiled.
"Mm, good luck with work, and remember to rest appropriately," Stelle also waved at Jean.
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"Ugh~ What a beautiful day today," Stelle stretched, pulling open the curtains in Jean's bedroom.
She turned her head to look behind her; Barbara was still a bit sleepy-eyed.
It seemed that little girl was exhausted yesterday; Stelle felt she had rarely slept so late in her life.
"Good morning, Stelle…" Barbara rubbed her eyes, slowly saying to Stelle.
"Morning? It's already time for lunch, you know," Stelle smiled helplessly.
"Oh, it's already noon… Eh?! It's already noon?!" Barbara instantly woke up, quickly trying to get up, "Oh no, I'll be late, late!"
Barbara completely disregarded her current state of being undressed, directly pulled off the blanket, and then searched for her clothes.
"Calm down, Jean has already asked for leave for you, don't worry," Stelle quickly said.
"Is, is that so?" Barbara finally relaxed upon hearing this.
But it was only then that she realized what state she was in.
She quickly pulled the blanket back, covering herself completely again.
Stelle smiled at this, then sat down beside her.
"So bold last night, and now you're shy?"
"I, I'm not…" Barbara's face was red, not knowing how to respond to Stelle's words.
Last night, she had indeed gathered her courage to try, but unfortunately, she was still too naive and lacked experience in such matters.
Fortunately, her sister came later and helped her, or rather, counterattacked.
"Don't, don't say those things," Barbara dared not look at Stelle's gaze and directly burrowed into the blanket.
If it were Amber, she might be even bolder than her.
"Mm, hurry and get dressed, it's already lunchtime," Stelle saw this and didn't tease her further; she turned her head to look at Barbara's clothes placed aside, and casually picked up a small, soft, close-fitting garment.
"Wait, I can do it myself!" Barbara quickly said.
"No, let me do it, Barbara was exhausted last night, please leave such small matters to me," Stelle, however, shook her head very firmly, then reached out and pulled the Damselette's fair jade feet into her embrace, putting on that cute garment.
Without giving Barbara time to speak, Stelle's movements were very swift and skilled.
However, when she picked up another piece of white silk fabric, Stelle was stunned.
"Uh, this, maybe don't wear it today…" Stelle awkwardly scratched her head.
She had to change this bad habit; why did she always like to tear people's stockings?
Long red stockings like Amber's were fine, but with Barbara's pantyhose, she simply couldn't control her inner impulse.
Perhaps it was because it was more convenient this way?
"Mm…" Barbara also nodded, recalling Stelle's somewhat rough movements from last night, her face as red as if it would drip blood.
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