Reflections and Communication from across the globe

“Sssoooo,” Sabrina said in an ‘I’ve been wanting to say this for a while’ sort of tone. The two of you were getting ready for work, her in the bathroom doing her makeup while you were getting dressed.

“Yes?” you asked back. You already had your pants and socks on, all you were missing was a shirt but you’d distracted yourself by texting Gemma. 7 AM on the East Coast was 8:30 PM in Adelaide - once she was back at school it would be an even number, but for now, you had to account for the half-hour difference of Australian Central Standard Time. You’d wished her a good evening (the three of you had already gotten into the habit of referring to what time it was for the other side of the world) and updated her on the Amanda situation quickly. She already knew the basics when you’d respond to her Good Night texts before going to sleep, wishing her a good morning… It was getting a little complicated, keeping up with the time difference.

Sabrina leaned out of the bathroom to make eye contact with you - she was naked again, one nipple poking out around the door frame. “How are you feeling about all of that?” she asked.

“You mean Amanda?”

“And her content stuff.”

“You mean how she is doing less on camera on purpose out of respect for her future partner,” you guessed.

Sabrina nodded, then ducked back into the bathroom, a clear sign she was nervous about your answer.

“I think you both had similar thoughts and accomplished them in different ways,” you said. “You protected your identity by not showing your face and changing your voice so it was harder to recognize you. She’s limited what she does on camera even if she’s willing to be wild in her personal life. Neither way is better, just different.”

“OK, then can I ask a potentially inflammatory question?”

You sighed softly. “Baby, would you not ask it if I said no?”

She stuck her head back out of the bathroom, her lips now bearing a soft pink lipstick. “Is it kind of hypocritical that she doesn’t want to do stuff on camera, but gets wild with us? Like - that was some great, kinky sex and she totally wants more from you. Do you think she’ll tell a future boyfriend about that if she tells them about her OnlyFans?”

“I think…” you hesitated for a moment before shaking your head. “I think that’s not really any of our business. And something she has to decide for herself.”

“I’m just saying…” Sabrina sighed.

“I get it, baby,” you said, standing up and pulling on your shirt without buttoning it up yet. Instead, you went to her and leaned down and kissed her forehead. “But you can be stubborn about your ideas, yeah? And you think it would either be a good idea, or a hot one, for her to put content out with me or us, and it bugs you she’s holding back. Am I close?”

Sabrina screwed up her face for a moment. “You need to take fewer psych classes this year, I don’t need you getting any better at reading me.”

You snorted and kissed her forehead again. “I only ever took Intro to Psych, Sabrina. I just love you so much I can read your mind.”

She grinned a little and pursed her lips, asking for a proper kiss, which you gave readily even though it meant you were likely going to need to wash your lips when it was your turn in the bathroom.

“OK,” Sabrina said, dipping back inside to continue her makeup routine. “So we’re still good with Amanda, and if she decides to film we’re down, and if she doesn’t we still want to fuck her one more time before we leave?”

“You didn’t get so much action last night,” you said. “I think it’s up to you if we pursue more with her.”

“Oh, I had fun,” Sabrina said. “Even if I didn’t get the long, hard, powerful dicking I could have used. And no, that’s not an invitation right now no matter how much I want it; we need to get to work.”

“I love you,” you chuckled, buttoning your shirt.

“I love you too, baby,” she said, and you could hear the grin on her face. “But, if we carve out another day for Amanda, that keeps us on a tight schedule. And I’m just saying if it happens…”

“I know, I know,” you said. “Keep my mind open about Emma.”

“Exactly,” Sabrina said. “I won’t know for sure what to do about everything until I can talk to her properly. Katherine was talking like Emma was a zombie about it or something. I dunno, I might need some alone time with her first just for some basic sister time and to feel out how she is, like, emotionally right now and stuff. Cause part of me is worried she’s been posting those nudes as a reaction to something.”

Your phone dinged over on the bed, and you went to it. “Sabrina, she’s your sister. I’d give you all weekend alone with her if you think that’s what she needs, OK? I’d miss you, but you can put her needs first.”

Sabrina looked around the doorframe again, smirking as she delayed her progress for the third time. “Are you saying that because you love me and care deeply for my interpersonal relationships including the ones with my sisters, or because you know you could ring up four different hot chicks and they’d be taking care of you within the hour?”

You wanted to deny it outright, but you sighed and snorted. “One does not preclude the other,” you said.

She laughed and stuck out her tongue at you playfully. “OK, stop distracting me,” she said. “I need to finish here.”

“Gemma wishes us a good morning,” you read out your other girlfriend’s reply. “She’s hanging out with Birdy tonight, they’re going to the movies.”

“Tell her to send us selfies,” Sabrina said, already having disappeared back into the bathroom. “And that we miss her face already. Also, Birdy is fucking hot, so pics of her are welcome.”

“Maybe not that last part?” you asked as you rolled your eyes.

“...Yeah, OK, maybe not that last part,” Sabrina laughed.

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