No but Viv does.

"That's probably enough for today," Ms. Rosso said eventually. Much to Mason's relief. The longer he worked the less time he would have to spend with Yumi. And the anticipation was already killing him. "Do you mind untangling those for me before you head out?"

The tanned woman pointed at a small pile of spare basketball nets. Mason was tempted to say no but also realized that would mean he would just have to do it tomorrow instead.

"Alright," The teen said, picking up the chaotic mass of ropes.

"Thanks. I'll be right back," Ms. Rosso said, lightly patting him on the shoulder. The burly woman grabbed her blazer and calmly walked out of the room.

Luckily, it turned out the nets looked worse than they really were. One of them had just managed to wrap around the others. But once that one was taken care of the others came apart easily. It turned out there were five in total, two of which looked a little ragged. But he'd leave that call up to the actual faculty member.

That left him standing around awkwardly in the storage room. With not much else to do Mason took out his phone and leaned against one of the less rickety-looking racks. There wasn't much signal in the concrete box, but he did still have a single bar. Which was really all he needed.

Mason: We're almost done.

Yumi: That's great! I'm really looking forward to this.

Mason: Me too. Where are you right now? I'll head that way in a second.

Yumi: I'm in the library. I just wanted to get my homework done.

Yumi: Oh, and I called my mom to let her know I'd be late getting home. And she was hanging out with your mom so she knows too.

Mason: Thanks. You just earned one free kiss at the time of your choosing.

Yumi: Mace! Stop it! You're making me blush. And now the librarian is giving me a weird look like she thinks I'm up to something!

Mason: Well you are secretly dating me ;)

Yumi: Cut it out! Just come here you goober!

The tall teenager couldn't help but chuckle. Yumi was just too cute to handle sometimes. He really couldn't wait to get out of here. Not that that was surprising, he had a hot date after all.

But as he stood there growing ever more impatient, his phone buzzed again. But this time the message wasn't from Yumi.

Viv: Hey little brother. Word through the grapevine is that you're stuck helping your teacher with something.

This didn't bode well. Mason instinctually lifted his head and scanned the room. Seeing nothing, of course, he texted his big sister back.

Mason: What are you up to?

Viv: Don't be so paranoid llorón. I'm just checking in. Just to cheer you up and stuff.

Mason: No you're not.

Viv: Of course I am. Hang on. I know just what you need to lift your spirits.

Mason tried to cut her off and tell her to cut it out. But the Latina girl beat him to the punch. Another message popped up. Or more specifically a gif.

It was a blonde woman. Well, more specifically it was a blonde MILF, standing in front of the camera without a stitch of clothing on. She had the classic pornstar build, heavy, round tits, wide hips, and a cleanly shaven cut between her long legs. Without any hesitation, the sexy woman lowered herself to her knees between a pair of legs. One perfectly manicured hand grabbed the throbbing cock before her, before eagerly taking it between her succulent lips. Her golden head enthusiastically bounced up and down the shaft. All the while her gorgeous green eyes stared hungrily up into the camera.

Mason's jaw dropped. Had his big sister really just sent him that? But after a second he realized that he shouldn't be surprised. Earlier in the day Viv had pulled down her pants and shook her ass at him. At least this time he got hard over someone other than his own sister. Still, he didn't appreciate it. (Well he appreciated how hot the woman on his screen was. The tall nerd just didn't appreciate Viv trying to get him in trouble.)

Mason: WTF VIV! DON'T SEND ME THAT!

Viv: See llorón, you're clearly stressed out. Normally you love porn! But don't worry. You have a wonderful big sister who knows just how to cheer up her sweet, little, baby brother.

What happened next could only be described as a torrent of debauchery. GIF after GIF of low-res lewdness filled the screen. And like a man witnessing a trainwreck, Mason just couldn't look away.

Of course, in almost any other circumstance the nerd wouldn't want to look away from this.

A pair of black teens twerked their jiggly booties wearing nothing but a pair of matching thongs. A tattooed and pierced bad girl railed a curvy, slut with a massive, pink strap-on. An amateur couple passionately pleasured each other in the 69 position. An innocent-looking redhead was anally fucked in a full nelson. A Latin woman wearing glasses and a French maid's uniform got her face fucked roughly, drool coating her perky tits. A voluptuous Asian babe pulled aside the bottoms of her skimpy bikini, showing off the jeweled buttplug between her cheeks.

Whatever else he could, and would, say about her, Mason couldn't knock Viv's taste in porn. All the women were perfect 10s in their own unique way. And even if some of it was a little on the rough side, all of them seemed to be having a good time. But that wasn't helping. If it was crappy porn, he would have already looked away. He would probably have even noticed Ms. Rosso coming back.

"I didn't know what flavor you liked," The tall woman said, lifting the pair of Gatorade bottles in her hand. But she instantly lowered them and fixed him with a blank look. Mason knew he must have made quite the sight. His face felt like it was on fire, and his cock felt like it was going to pop his zipper. There was no doubt about it, she had caught him

"I, um, I was just," Mason blabbered desperately. "It, you see, my sister was texting me.

That got a reaction. The tanned woman raised her eyebrows at him. Then the teen put together how that sounded and hastily amended his previous statement.

"Wait! Viv just knew that I was still at school," The bespectacled giant tried to clarify. "She just wanted to get me in trouble."

Ms. Rosso's only reaction was to set down the bottles in her hand and hold it out to him. After a second Mason worked out what she wanted. And while he knew it was a bad idea, (what if she saw Luxuria?) he couldn't help but hand his phone over.

The muscular woman took the phone in her hand and began casually swiping through the text chain. To his utter amazement, the raunchy images provoked no reaction from the older woman. Even with the buzzing letting him know that Viv wasn't done with her pornographic onslaught. It was at that exact moment Mason swore to never play poker with Ms. Rosso.

"Do you mind if I respond?" She asked casually.

"Um, sure," he answered. He had no idea if this was a good idea but he was curious to see where this was going.

It took a second. Ms. Rosso set the phone down and used her pointer finger to type out a message. But eventually, she hit send and handed it back to him.

Mason: This is Ms. Rosso. Stop.

"You probably just gave Viv a heart attack," The teenager said with a mischievous grin. His vice-principal gave him a small nod before speaking again.

"Let me know if she does that again," Ms. Rosso said. Then, as though nothing had happened, she casually picked the sports drinks back up and offered them to him.

"Which one do you like? I'm not too picky," Mason asked. But when all he got was a shrug, he chose the red one. Taking it from her was a little awkward, as he tried not to dislodge her own drink. But they made it work.

"Thanks," He said. Then after a moment, he added, "And for helping with my sister too. You're really nice."

That seemed to catch her off guard. The stone-faced woman's brown eyes widened slightly before another almost imperceptible smile graced her lips.

"Thank you for helping me," Ms. Rosso said softly. "Same time tomorrow?"

"See you then," Mason grabbed his backpack and headed for the door. While Ms. Rosso grabbed his pencil and began recording the basketball nets he untangled. But once he was out the door he gave one last glance over his shoulder. And for just a moment, before the heavy door swung shut, he caught the ex-soldier watching him out of the corner of her eye.