Let's go with 'no'

You settle on, “For practical reasons, it's not really feasible,” a little sadly, “but part of the deal is that he borrows my body while I'm sleeping, which means you can talk to him then.”

Betty tilts her head again, “So he will be running your body for around eight hours every night?” She pauses, her face breaking out into a smile, “...and I'm the only other person who knows exactly what's going on?”

“That's right…” you slowly answer, “...and I'm going to sleep soon.” You wonder what she's planning.

Her grin gets very wide, and her face flushes slightly, “Works for me. Good night.” She climbs up to her loft, pulls out a book, and starts reading.

You frown a bit, wondering what, exactly, she's planning, but shrug, “Okay, I want to get up at nine, and am done for the evening.”

You feel that subtle disconnect, and you're in the backseat of your own body. The ring immediately gets out your phone, unlocks it with your biometrics, and goes to that banking website again… where he spends some time reviewing… long term industry portfolios? And re-weighting his investments. It's mind-bogglingly dull.

Betty doesn't waste time, she climbers back down, “So… what, exactly, is the deal?” She licks her lips.

“I'm not going to simply jump hosts,” the Ring answers quickly, “abandoning an apprentice before getting her to journeyman status is poor form, and due to my nature I can really only take on one at a time.”

Your roommate looks aside, “that wasn't why I was asking.” You know her well, it totally was going to be one of her questions, although she was certainly going to lead up to it.

“You were absolutely going to go there at some point,” the ring answers with your mouth, “and even if not, it's good to get it out of the way. As for the actual ask: I set her up to be a super hero. I equip her, train her, power her until she can do so herself, et cetera. Meanwhile, I take her little used time - when she'd be sleeping otherwise - and borrow her body so I can live as well.” The whole time, the Ring keeps working on my phone… he finishes up with his investment portfolio, and switches to… ‘toy hauler’ motorhomes? What are those? You suppose he did mention he didn't really relish the idea of living in a dorm. “Once she's in a good place to continue on her own, we'll either continue the deal and I'll coach her through doing more things… or she'll pass me on to another person.”

When you feel Betty's hand on your ass, you realize why she was blushing earlier, “...and what, exactly are the rules for when you're driving?” You suppose that explains why she was so often waiting in the room with very little on.

The ring pauses as you feel your body responding to the contact, much like you would for an attractive guy, “Dating and mating were both explicitly on the non-exhaustive list of things I said I'd get up to in her body,” he sets your phone down as you feel that familiar hollow warming, and brings your arms around your roomie, pressing your chest against hers and using your hands to grab her soft derriere, your face just inches from your roommate, “and I do like women. Are you saying you're interested in those activities?”

For answer, Betty kisses you on the lips, and moves her other hand up to your breast, not letting go of your ass as she starts rilling a nipple around in her thumb… it's electric. “Why is that getting me hot and bothered?” You try to ask.

‘Because I'm ‘driving’ and it's to my tastes,’ your body guest answers purely mentally as he slips your tongue down your roommate's throat, ‘I was quite clear I'd engage in such behavior; would it help if I made you go to sleep fully?’

Your hand finds your roommate's lower lips are already wet and opening to accept your finger, “I'm just… surprised.” You respond… in more ways than one, “I'm enjoying this, I just didn't expect to do so. I'm straight. Or was….”

‘Still are,’ one of your hands finds your roommate's chest ‘but that will change with time if you consistently stay awake for such trysts,’ Betty breaks off the kiss long enough to pull off her shirt, showing her decent sized melons, ‘simple association.’

Betty proceeds to push you down on the couch, and kneels between your legs, “it's going to feel good the whole way?”

‘I'm not interested in pain,’ the current driver slides down your skirt and panties, giving the other woman in the room full access, ‘so other than the occasional bump from an inexperienced partner, misunderstanding, or accident… yes.’

Your breathing accelerates as Betty shows she is most definitely experienced with her tongue….