Heading straight to the shower, she finds Harley.

"I am running a bit later than usual, after all," Ralli noted, approaching the teacher's showers and setting down her clothing. "Harley is already out."

Sure enough, the young woman was in the process of dressing, wearing her tunic and a pair of plain, functional grey panties, halfway through hiking up her skirt up her wiry legs. "Ah, sergeant!" she snapped to attention, pulling a salute that **** her to drop the skirt around her ankles again. Working her lips with her tongue, she bent down to resume it. "It's unusual to see you-" she started, before realizing saying "showering after you just showered yesterday" might come off as rude. "... Up a little late. You really hammered that track yesterday, huh, ma'am?"

"Mmm..." she agreed distantly, stripping off her smelly clothes and absently rubbing at her shoulder.

"I'd be happy to give you a massage, ma'am..." Harley offered with a widening grin, before it suddenly fell to a curious frown. "What... is that, Ms. Ralli? I've never seen you wear that pink thing before," she commented, pointing to the choker.

"Yes... I am surprised Liam did not tell you. It is the 'mark of shame' he granted me after catching me yesterday. It is insufferable to be **** to wear a mark of the church."

"They wear... chokers like that in the church, huh?" her student commented. She didn't know enough about nuns to say what they got into, but it seemed pretty kinky to her that they'd be wearing hot pink chokers under their wimples. That had to be what Ralli was referring to...

... After all, there was no other "mark of the church" on the garment. It was a solid pink band, with some cute frills... But there was no cross, no heart, and no clasp.

"How should I know?" Ralli growled, not wanting to talk about it any more. She hurried into the shower. "Don't be late to class."

"Respectfully, ma'am, you either," Harley responded. Normally, she'd definitely be sneaking a peek at Ralli's impressive ass as she watched the sergeant leave... Today, however, her eyes were focused on that out-of-place garment. They'd just been talking about it... so why wasn't the sergeant taking it off before entering the shower? "I guess Liam told her she couldn't take it off until later? Ms. Ralli is honest to a fault." Harley shrugged and finished dressing. "It does look cute on her... even if it's totally wrong," she thought to herself with a smile.