We all play our dirty little games

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Chapter 45

When our locked bedroom door unexpectedly flies open, I am so startled that I almost throw Rose off the bed. Luckily she is lying on top of me, but she is also startled and kicks me hard in the ribs as she screams like a banshee, jumps up and holds the bed covers over her bare breasts. With a pained face, I pull myself up too, holding my wounded flank and am just glad that Rose didn't hit... vital organs... between my legs. Being knocked out by an accidental kick in my balls would be worse for me than losing a finger, considering all the sex I'm having at the moment. But it's not just the sex.

Rose and I had to lock ourselves in our room, something we've only been able to do recently, as I took the keys from Mom while Rose was experimentally taking care of her. It wasn't easy for her, but she finally managed to stop seeing Mom as her evil adoptive mother and instead as a cute puppy begging for attention. She got it and while I had Tammy on my lap, Rose's fingers gently but warmly stroked her mother's head. Tammy didn't notice any of this, she was completely lost in me and only seemed to live for my praise. In contrast, Jasmine didn't get a word of praise. My big sister still has to earn her place at my side, but everyone could see that she really tried to make everyone in her family have a pleasant evening. And then the fun part began.

After I put the whining Tammy to bed with harsh words and the threat of booty spanking (actually much too early but her path seems to ensure that she understands being treated like that), Lynn of all people contacted me. It didn't take long before Rose and I were sitting together on the sofa, staring amusedly at the MCD while I explained to my best bro what Lynn and the other girls were all about. After all, it was Rose who tricked me into making sexual bets with Lynn, and neither Rose nor I know which of us was happier that we 'lost'.

Finally, we turned to Sonya and had fun with her while we got Tammy out of her room because of another bet with Lynn. That was a mistake, as it turned out to be difficult to get her back into bed after the blowjob, and the nagging and whining taught me not to take things so lightly with my little sister. With reference to Mister Fuzzy, it finally worked - the big teddy bear is a godsend - and after I gave Jasmine her homework for the evening and sent Mom to her room, my sister and I were alone.

Until the moment Rania Naziri flew into my room.

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Much quicker than I had planned.

Lynchwood Home. +3 (PS -96)

Well, that explains my confusion as to why Rania came into the house so easily, into the various rooms and through my locked door, even though Tammy tried to nag and beg.

Of course I knew what was going to happen when Rose, after a heavy petting and kissing session, playfully took my pillow away from me to get me to cuddle in her bed. And it was no accident that I imprinted Rania on the pillow, but above all because it had been so fitting in the verbal exchange with my sister.

But the fact that the Lebanese girl was able to break into our house so quickly... and so frighteningly precisely and easily, getting past Mom, Jasmine and Tammy to my door, and certainly overhearing everything we talked about, is something I didn't expect.

So I join Rose and her shrill scream with a 'What the fuck!' as the girl from volleyball falls into our room, half naked, hand between her legs.

"Sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't know..." Rose and I watch as Rania struggles to get up and stands on her shaking legs, forgetting where her hand is. I can clearly see her thighs, the insides, where her hand is pushing up her red skirt. Her black top is slightly askew but her breasts are so small that they stay covered without any problem. It's a shame, I think, but then I realize how much I've gotten used to seeing naked girls that I've activated in the MCD. And that's actually everyone I deal with in my job and in my free time. A strange feeling comes over me as Rose moves behind me to hide her body with mine from the intruder's gaze. To have such power over a girl, a young woman with a beautiful body... **** isn't that important to me anymore. Rania already belongs to me, she just doesn't know it yet. It's not even about the photos or the danger. If I use her path correctly, then I can make her, any of the girls, whatever I want. Yes, I decide. Together with her friends, Rania was my enemy. But not anymore. I activated her and from now on there are no enemies for me. Only potential. So what potential do I see in you, Rania Naziri?

With a glance behind me, I make sure that Rose is OK, then I stand up, naked as I am. This is also new but I react for the same reasons. Rania belongs to me and her PS will increase and increase and somehow I will use her path as a master thief, not just to have my pillows stolen.

"Caught," I say triumphantly to the girl who just rips her hand from between her legs and spreads a few drops of pussy juice on the floor.

"I can explain everything!" she says hurriedly, frantically trying to get the crazy situation under control and justify herself. I, on the other hand, no longer see the Rania I met in volleyball in the scared girl.

Don't worry, sweetie. I'll take good care of you.

And even though I mean it seriously, I still can't help but grin. If I punish my beloved baby girl Tammy with spankings, I have no qualms about going one step further with Rania.

But I won't treat you as badly as you treated me.

"The fuck you can!"

Rania and I turn to Rose at the same time. Stiff nipples draw my gaze, then my eyes wander up to my sister's trembling lips.

Oh. It's amazing how quickly I learn to read my sister since we no longer fight our feelings. But Rania and I assess the situation completely differently and the sweet kleptomaniac in the making flinches as Rose pushes past me. Rania is still processing the shock of breaking into a house and finding two naked siblings and a crazy household. She is certainly expecting the normal reaction of someone in the USA whose house has been broken into, but unlike Rania, I just look at my sister in surprise, realizing that she is up to something. Nevertheless, her voice is as angry, threatening and cutting as that of a girl who is being prevented from having sex with her true love.

"What are you thinking of breaking into our home?" Rania, now completely distraught and hyperventilating, takes another step back, pushes against the door to our room and lets it slam shut. With a click, the lock turns.

Lynchwood Home. +1 (PS -95)

Poor Rania is not even thinking about escaping and is still trying to process the chaos in her head.

"I... It was an accident... I... the door was open and I..."

"And who are you anyway?" I immediately notice that Rose is up to something and I deliberately hold back, observe and do my part. It's hard to see Rania as anything other than the evil volleyball bitch... But not that hard. MCD or not, anxious girls, whether nice or naughty, still trigger my basic instincts as a man. To serve and protect.

Rose doesn't have this problem and while I more or less take Rania to heart, she approaches the confused girl, puts her finger between her breasts and looks threateningly into her eyes.

"What's your name?" she asks threateningly and now I know that she is in control of the situation, she knows Rania from my stories and pillow talks.

"Rania," the girl stutters and Rose angrily sucks in air between her teeth.

"You're one of those volleyball whores who torments my brother."

"Yes." Only then does Rania realize that it wasn't so smart to admit to it, nor give up her real name. "I'm sorry... It was a mistake and..." She looks at me in panic. "You already punished us, Finn," she says urgently. "We got our punishment and..."

"Oh," Rose interrupts, her voice dripping with venom. "So you think whatever you did was okay? Justified? And now paid for?"

"We... We sucked his dick and..."

"You did what? You slut! You sucked my brother? My own big brother?"

Poor Rania. The world around her is falling apart piece by piece and I see her brain trying to keep up with the situation.

"I... We... He... He **** us and..." But her voice betrays the disbelief in this statement and Rose jumps on this opportunity right away.

"You deserved it." It's a statement.

"Yes." Also a statement. And a surrender.

"Say it slut!" Rania, a little smaller than Rose and more delicate, looks at the girl briefly, but Rose grabs her head, stands behind the girl and forces her to look at me. "Say it now!" A second she fights it, then she admits.

"We deserved to be punished by you Finn," Rania says, quickly and out of breath. Her eyes fall on the pillow next to me and I see the desire creeping into her body. She squirms in my sister's embrace but Rose holds her tight. "And I'm sorry." And that's actually enough to tear her gaze away from the pillow and turn to me. Only me. Rania looks deep into my eyes and even though this is all new to me, naked girls, sister sex, daddy daughter stuff, owing a dog, supporting an E-Girl, heaving a home with it's mind of it's own... Rania tells the truth, "I'm so sorry for what we... I'm so sorry for what I've done Finn. Please forgive me." Nothing happens for a long time and I look deep into Rania's eyes too. Then Rose puts her lips to her ear.

"And then you break into our house? In the middle of the night? Dressed like a whore?" She doesn't look that bad, more like she wants to go clubbing.

But now I have an idea of ​​what Rose is planning. My sister looks at me while Rania starts to shake uncontrollably in her embrace. "Oh, she's probably here because it turns her on to be treated like a dirty little slut by my big, strong brother. Am I not right, Rania?" Their cheeks touch, two pretty girls, one full of lust for me because she loves me... and is probably more than a bit horny, the other full of lust because she wants my pillow... and probably me too, judging by her looks.

Yes, Rania lusts after me. Certainly completely voluntarily, I admit that. The MCD has connected us both and she sees me not only as a target for theft but also as a kind of confidant, like many other girls do, who can help her with the sudden and frightening changes in her life. And just as I can forgive Rania for her behavior now that she's mine, I can forgive her addiction to stealing my most prized possession, knowing that in return I'll get a pretty girl to play with.

"Is that right, Rania?" Rose asks again, her lips on her skin making the girl shudder, this time out of lust, not fear.

Shit, I'm about to have sex. Threesome. Fucking best life ever.

"Yes," the girl whispers, looking down. "I want to be punished." Then she looks me in the eyes. "Please..." And then she looks at the pillow.

And a strange kind of determination takes over her. When she looks me in the eyes again, I know it's a game. It doesn't bother me. Rania and her lust for me and a pillow. Rose and her desire to support me. And me and my MCD. We all play our dirty little games. We all love it. And we all get something in return.

"Please, Finn." Rose lets go of Rania and hugs her from behind instead. "Please punish me."

Rania Naziri. +5 (PS -76)

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It doesn't take long and three half-naked people become three completely naked people. Almost, anyway, since I'm still wearing my boxer shorts. I'm familiar with my sister's body by now, even though the wonder of seeing her labia, slightly reddened with desire, will probably never fade. But it's her cute breasts in particular that make my cock fight against its prison like an animal. Rose in all her naked godly glory doesn't seem to care about any of that. She's on a mission and even though I know her body too, having Rania standing in my room, naked, in the narrow gap between our beds, is something very special. Her red skirt lies around her legs like a white flag, torn down after the victory of my troops and she's wearing one of those cute panties with one of those little bows on it. It's clear that she put a lot of thought into her outfit and as Rose stands next to her and pulls her bra over her petite body, arms stretched upwards, Rania and I exchange intimate glances again.

There is something about the look on her face that I can't get out of my head. Anticipation, excitement and desire are visible, but they also mask the excitement of submitting to me and my sister. If only to get to my pillow. In the end, we will win. And I include Rania in that.

"Doesn't she look fantastic?" asks Rose. But for now, I'm going to enjoy her.

"Really cute," I say, stand up and walk over to the two girls, my cock guiding me like a bloodhound on the trail. With one hand on my sister, I let the other slide down Rania's side. Her skin is dry and warm and she breathes slowly and deeply as she lets me touch her and feels Rose's larger titties on her back. Rose is already worried about her size. Rania's tits can be described as mosquito bites, but I'm not one to judge a girl who has decided to let me have sex with her. My hand wanders back up, making her moan softly, then I gently and carefully pull on her cute little nipples till her little breasts stretch, nut hurting but showing immense interest.

“You think… think so?” the girl asked, looking at me with those deep brown eyes. I nod.

“I’m not like…” I almost said ‘you’. “The others. Rania, you look fantastic.”

“Slow down, bro,” says Rose, then steps next to me and snuggles up to my side. She looks triumphantly at our capitve, who only now seems to realize that Rose and I belong to the same family. With this realization, my younger sister turns my head and kisses me deeply and lovingly on the mouth. Our kiss lasts a long time and I almost forget the other girl, but then my sister lets me go, puts her hand on the back of my head and makes it clear who I belong to and who is just a guest in the room.

Rose Lynchwood. +4 (PS +34)

“What should we call her?” she asks me.

“I… I thought you know… My name is Rania and…”

“Sluttypig? I can remember that.” Rania looks at Rose in disbelief, but gets no mercy as my naked sister snuggles up to me. She bends her leg and rubs it over my erection while her breasts press into my side.

“I… I don’t…

“Listen up, Sluttypig. Either you tell us your name and what you want, or I’ll fuck this cock here alone.” I could be angry about the objectification, but I’m too turned on. Just like Rania.

“My..." Deep inhale. "My name is Sluttypig and I..." Deep exhale. "And I want to get fucked."

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“You know…” Naked Rose calmly inspects her fingernails as she sits on Rania’s back with her legs crossed. She wobbles a little under the girl’s movements, but her weight (I’ll be careful not to say anything like that to her) presses Rania and her small, warm, wet mouth onto my cock. "I'm a little annoyed that Tammy is already further ahead than me with her score."

"I should never have shown you the data," I grunt as I feel Rania's throat twitching around my cock, not worried she could snitch on us. Rania is too occupied by my dick in her mouth and is surprisingly quiet, but every now and then a grunt or snort comes through when Rose shifts her weight. "And besides... oh shiiiit!" Rose swings her legs in the air, turns around on top of Rania and presses her so deeply onto me that I can feel her delicate chin on my sack.

"I mean..." She sits down opposite me, leans forward and puts her hands on the back of Rania's head, presses her breasts together and spreads her legs over the body beneath her. "I'm your sister, your best bro. And I'm only at what?"

"Thirty... Fuck! Thisty four..." I lay my head back and see stars as my hips start to twitch. This is not how I imagined the threesome would be. This is much, much better.

“Right? 34 is not enough when Tammy is already over 50. I should be leading the race.” Rania struggles to catch her breath but Rose leans back in time and pulls her up as if she were sitting on a rocking horse. Gasping for air, I watch the brown-skinned girl as the shiny thread that connects my cock to her lips breaks and lands on her chin.

“Everything okay sluttypig?” Rose asks and strokes the girl’s head. She nods weakly.

“I’m… I’m slutty… slutty… pig” she gasps.

“That you are,” my devel sister praises. “But are you an obediant or a rebellious sluttypig?”

“O-Obe…diant?” Rania tries to turn her head but Rose grabs her and turns her around to face me.

“Say it to him.”

“I’m an obedient sluttypig.” To show me, she parts her legs, presenting me with a just perfect fuckable pussy.

But Rose, herself owner of the most adorable fuckable pussy, isn't so easily convinced as me and my rock-hard boner.

“Sir.”

“Sir," Rania echoes and gulps.

“Say it all together.”

“I’m an obedient sluttypig, Sir.”

“And now, brother…” Rose looks at me. “Please. Tell her what you want to do to her.” I smile at Rose, then I smile at Rania.

And she smiles too.

"I want to fuck you so badly, the next time you play volleyball, you waddle around like a dumbass." Rose giggles. Rania nods.

"You see brother?" asks Rose, swings herself up, kneels so close behind Rania that her pussy rubs against her ass, grabs her hair and pulls the girl towards her. "It's time to admit to yourself that I won't be the only one in your life." I'm already halfway to the kneeling Rania when I look at Rose. And I understand. "There will be many women and I will make sure that you can enjoy each of them. And many will love you..." She is unsure for a moment. There is still one thing that needs to be said between us. "But..." But she can't.

"I know Rose. And..." And I can't either. "Thank you."

"You deserve it," she says and nods to Rania. "And you deserve her."

Rose Lynchwood. +6 (PS +40)

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We take Rania between us. I'm behind, Rose in front, the young Lebanese woman feels our naked bodies against hers. Together we heat ourselves up into a mass of lava that melts into each other and finally ends up on the bed, which doesn't burst into flames, but Rania does. With Rose on her neck, her tongue on her overheated skin and spreading cool saliva on it, and me and my mouth on her small perky breasts, we get her into position.

"Please fuck me Sir. Here. On your bed" she pleads and we grant her wish. I feel completely safe and relaxed, something that still shocks me after the MCD. But Rose seems to be in her element, reaches past Rania and pushes me onto my back.

"He will fuck you now" she informs the girl, who succumbs to her lust more and more with every second. Of course she wants me on the bed so she can reach the stupid pillow, but when Rania crouches on top of me, spreads her legs wide while her feed dig into the sheets, and lifts her body, I can clearly see that she doesn't just see me as a victim.

"Oh my Gooood..." she moans through clenched teeth as my cock rubs over her twitching slut. Then her labia part for me and with a wet sound I enter her inner folds. "So... fucking..." Then I penetrate her deeper and it's like coming home. Rania welcomes me deep inside with wetness and warmth and a tightness that makes me moan and Rose grin.

"Ride him sluttypig you fucking slut."

"Yes... ok-okay... I will... yes..." I use my hands to help, hold the girl by the hips and support her as she lifts herself up on shaking legs, arms stretched behind her, next to me.

"Shit Rania! Shit you’re so fucking tight…“

“Thank you… oh god… thank… god you…” Her hair falls over her shoulders and tickles my stomach as the young woman almost collapses under the pressure of having me inside her. Her legs close, only to open again but as with her path, she soon comes to her senses, makes an effort and lets herself fall on me with more gusto, again and again, deeper and deeper, until our bodies collide with a loud slap. As I suspected in the garage, she is inexperienced but willing and together with Rose – who now moves closer to Rania – we help the girl fuck me.

“Move your hips,” Rose commands. The rest of us immediately know who is in charge here, but while I can only grin and enjoy, Rania has to work hard for her orgasm (and her stolen loot).

“Oh God… Oh God… Oh my… God…”

I wonder if she already came earlier when I turned off her orgasm control while giving her a new target. I think she deserves an orgasm. Rose doesn't think so.

"Are you coming sluttypig? Already?" Days of sexual tension, the thrill of the new situation, the realization of her path, even if she doesn't understand it, it's all too much for Rania Naziri. What started as a defeat and developed into a **** seduction is now becoming a real, passionate threesome with me and two smoking hot chicks.

"Yes! My God yes! I'm coming! My God I'm coming!"

"The hell you don't!" Rose barks. "He's coming. You hear me? He will always come first from now on."

"Rose..." I press out while holding Rania's trembling body. "I'm close as well and..." But Rose sees it differently, leans on Rania and presses her crotch deep onto my cock. Together we moan with effort.

"Make him come sluttypig" she orders. “Make him come just once, then you can squirt your silly little brain out.”

“Yes!” Rose lets go and Rania immediately starts throwing herself at me like a posessed woman.

It doesn't take long and I feel the pressure in my loins multiplying. I still can't believe I'm fucking Rania Naziri, but my balls are probably more intelligent than I am, as my brain is completely filled with the smell, the look and the feel of the girl on top off me. Her squealing and panting and the quiet cries only spur me on and my fingers sink deep into her slender hips. With every thrust, I raise my body to meet Rania and every time we meet, her little titties wiggle in time with our thrusts. Then I feel something new, unexpected. A tongue sneakes its way along my balls and then there are a pair of soft, tender lips that close smoothly around my balls.

Rose Lynchwood. +4 (PS +44)

"Rania!" I moan, hold her tight and ram myself hard and fast into her from below.

“Finn...Fuck! I… I want… I want you.”

Rania Naziri. +7 (HP -69)

And Rania's dam breaks.

“Yes! Fuck yes! So good! Oh yes Sir! Fuck your sluttypig, Sir! Fuck me and make me forget myself! You fuck me so good Sir! So good!”

“Tell him you love it sluttypig” Rose edges her on.

“Yes Sir! Yes I love it! Sluttipig loves how you fuck her! God I love it so much! Thank you! Oh God thank you for fucking me! Thank you for… fuck… I can’t… please… Finn… Please keep fucking me. Please keep fucking sluttypig forever and ever please! Please fuck me! Please fuck me!”

“You want to be chained to me, after everything we done to each other?” I ask pumping in her, seeing stars and living the life.

“Yes chain me! Chain me to you! Hold me in prison and never let me out! Keep me with your godly fucking cock! Fucking cock! God!“

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There is something intimate about it. That surprises me. It is not just a hate fuck, not just a **** fuck. It is… different. Rania trembles on top of me and when she feels my cum hit the backside of her inner walls, she shudders in a silent scream, head turned to the ceiling while gasping for air.

"Ha... Ha... Haiiiiaaaah!"

And then she comes too.

"Finn!" she calls my name again, then Rose comes up as her words prove true and Rania squirts on my freshly made bed. It is not much, but enough to make her brown, soft cheeks turn red. But only after she has achieved a satisfying, hard orgasm through me.

Finally I sit up, change the angle and place the volleyball bitch in my lap, my softening cock still in her. I wrap my arms around her, push her hair aside and kiss her neck while Rania, breathing heavily, realizes what just happened.

"Finn... I... I don't... know what..."

"That was something" Rose interrupts her and comes out from between our thighs. She wipes her mouth and looks at Rania almost lovingly. Then she grabs her chin and forces her to look at her. "You stole his orgasm from me you little bitch" she snarles and makes Rania moan like an animal. A victory she didn't expect. "And you stole his cum." Rose twitches. "Well..." And then she dives down again and I feel tender fingers pulling my sensitive cock out of Rania. Then there are those tender lips again and a tongue that my cock knows all too well. "Don't think it's over already" we hear Rose's voice from below us while I support Rania. Then she flinches. “That’s my cum. You can’t have it.”

“No…” Rania whispers. “That’s my… I want…”

“Sssh,” I reassure her. “Listen to me.” I kiss her neck again. Now, after sex, I have to make sure that Rania doesn’t just see me as a victim but also teach her that she can rely on me. “You smell good.” My hands wander over her sides again. “I want you here a little longer.”

And Rania Naziri, the aspiring master thief, turns her head. To me, not the pillow.

“Okay,” she whispers. “I want to stay here for a while.” But then Rose comes up.

“Own it sluttypig.” She grins like the devil but Rania nods enthusiastically. “Then it’s my turn.”

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“Do you think she will still be here when we get out again?” asks my sister a few minutes later as she washes my body with her hands and gets her aftercare from me in our shower.

We fucked a second and third orgasm out of the overwhelmed girl and now, with two orgasms for me and one for my sister, she wants to score equally and dragged my into the shower. While I masturbate her with my fingers, desperately trying to squint through the drops raining down on me, we let exhausted Rania sleep in our bed.

Or rob us blind, I think but don't care. I've gotten what I've wanted from the beginning.

“I have no idea,” I confess and grin while focussing on giving Rose a relaxing clima, pumping two fingers into her while rubbing her clit with my other hand. “But if she’s still here, then I want her scent on my body again.” Rose rolls her eyes playfully, then down, holds up my head and kisses me gently on the lips. Her slick body on mine, her lips soft and tender.

“Thinking of another woman while fingering your sister?" I look up to her, smiling. "That's what I wanted from you. Good boy."

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When we come into our room freshly washed, there is no trace of Rania Naziri.

Just like my pillow.

“Bummer,” I grumble and shake my head but Rose hands me the MCD. Nothing has changed on the display but I have two messages on the subprogram that mirrors my old cell phone and that Rose has unlimited access to.

“Sorry but I couldn’t stay,” I read Rania’s words. “Thank you for the great time. I’m keeping the pillow. For your smell. See you later… secret boyfriend. Kiss. ​​Yours. Sluttipig.”

“Seem’s she got it both ways,” laughs Rose and pulls me onto her clean, fresh bed. She has won too. As I.

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With my sister in my arms and her words in my head, I read the second message.

'I'm looking forward to tomorrow.'

Before, that would have scared me. Not anymore.

'Looking forward to seeing you Bella,' I reply. Then I put the MCD aside and fall asleep with my sister in my arms.

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Message from the author:

Okay, that concludes the chapters about the volleyball bitches. And I have to say, nothing turned out the way I planned. On the one hand, it's exciting to write like this, but I'm also looking forward to finally letting Finn go on a date with Bella. Then I know exactly what I want to achieve and where we'll be at the end of the date.

Maybe it seems like I haven't delivered as much as I promised in the last few weeks, and that's true in terms of the number of chapters. Family is one thing - I had an incredibly nice visit - but the four girls from volleyball also put me to the test. I was very surprised, I knew exactly what I wanted to do with them, but not how I could incorporate them into the story so far. I wrote in the present, so to speak, without thinking too much about the future. I think I managed that well with Rania and Sonya, Lynn was a challenge until I was on Google Maps at Columbus Circle. The AI ​​images were easy to find. Candice was a challenge and I want to offer her more than just being a pain slut.

What I mean by that is that I became more and more satisfied with myself with each chapter, but I still like to respond to your input. I know exactly what will happen with the family, Bella and Lisa. The volleyball bitches, just like the girls from school, will depend a lot on your input and I look forward to working with my readers.

Otherwise, I apologize for taking longer than planned to publish the chapters. Especially to my loyal supporters on Ko-Fi. None of you attacked me for my delay but I will still try harder. The good thing is that despite my - sometimes serious - slackness in my writing flow, I still (hopefully) delivered enough chapters with (hopefully) sufficiently good quality.

That's all from me. The first date between Finn and Bella will be classic and I will take them a bit further along the cow path. Then very soon there will be a POV from Bella, together with Rose. And, as far as the characters are concerned, I will reveal a little secret that I have built into the story. None of you have figured it out yet, but it is not hidden that well. ;)

In the next chapters I will then activate choice of dress. Especially for Sonya, but maybe also Rose and Tammy. This will allow me to use more photos than before. But of course the situation has to be right.

And please tell me if the story map is still clear for you after I post the update chapters. It looks good to me, but I would like to make sure that this is the case for everyone. Thanks.

And I have a poll for Bella that I think is very important. As a cow I know how I portray her, but as a potential girlfriend I would like to leave that up to you. When we met her for the first time on the bus home I portrayed her as rather nervous and planned to present her as a cute, peaceful calf. But then I fell into the cheeky teasing girlfriend trap and portrayed the first meeting like this. Of course, everything was on purpose... It was all planned that way... Well, now we have (because I planned it that way!) two possibilities as to what Bella's goals are with the date with Finn. Finally, Rose will cement this attitude in the POV chapter. Bell will continue to be cheeky and refreshingly cheeky, i.e. stay as we know her now, but her motives are at your disposal.

Bella could really be in love with Finn, real, budding love and an interest in getting to know him better. In contrast to slut-type or Rose, she would be a devoted girlfriend who tries to have a real and honest relationship with Finn. So potentially a counterpart to Rose, who is increasingly enjoying her role as bro and wingwoman.

But Bella could also be a complement to Rose. She would find Finn cute, feel interest in him and really enjoy going about life casually in his presence. Not so much love, but a loving affair. Don't worry, Bella will of course stay by Finn's side! But in this case she would be more of a sister to Rose and Finn with whom the two of them could get up to mischief.

So girlfriend Bella or Sister Bella?

https://strawpoll.com/6QnMQVx5ane