No, but be polite about it.

{if bestie_stripped < 1}Deciding that she really needed to talk to her friends alone, Jane said, "Oh wow, I really should be going, thank you! Hey, did you want to hang out later?"{else}(((IF YOU ARE SEEING THIS, THEN GAME MODE IS OFF. FOR PERSONALIZED RESULTS, AND TO SEE ALL HIDDEN TEXT, DEPENDING ON YOUR CHOICES, PLEASE USE GAME MODE. This is the branch where Jane has NOT already stripped Alice and Rachel.)))

Deciding that she really needed to talk to her friends alone, Jane said, "Oh wow, I really should be going, thank you! Hey, did you want to hang out later?"{endif}

"Of course! Maybe we could get dinner? I was thinking about grabbing Chinese takeout?" Mina suggested.

"Sounds amazing! Maybe around six?"

"Sounds good to me."

Jane waved goodbye and ran off toward the café, located on the other side of the quad near the hiking trail to the woods. Dorthette University was well known for its scenic beauty and closeness to nature, being on the very edge of a college town. The café itself was a small covered eating area with blocky black metal and plastic tables and chairs and an order window to one side, fronting a larger kitchen built into the back of the student services building. In front of the covered dining area was a huge fresco of the school's red white and yellow school seal in smooth ceramic tiles, upon which were set many skinny black and grey metal tables and chairs, all far enough apart to give patrons a small amount of privacy from each other so long as they didn't shout.

Reaching the café fresco square (her running feet making a pleasing slapping noise against the cement pavement and the air rushing past her hips and sides absolutely delicious to Jane) she cast her eyes around for her friends. Not seeing them, she nodded with satisfaction. She always liked to be the first one to arrive. It tended to fill her with anxiety to have people waiting on her, so, habitually, she was always early.

There were several students present, but they were widely spaced, and the south-west corner of the square, the one farthest away from both the covered dining area and the path leading to the square from the quad, was empty. This was usually the area that filled up last. And the café only really filled up around 11am when the early lunch rush was coming over trying to avoid the lunch rush at the dining hall or larger eateries inside the student activities center. Jane headed toward the very farthest table in the very corner of the square, next to the head of the hiking trail. This was already becoming her favourite table. She felt safest talking about magic with her friends there, because she could see everyone in the square and hear people walking through the light brush or dirt of the trail behind her. The dew covered cold metal chair felt frosty against her naked butt and thighs, and was hard and excitingly unyielding against her metal butt plug as she sat down. "Mmmf!"

She put her notebook and pencil down on the table in front of her after sweeping her bare arm along the table to knock off what little dew there still was left to be evaporated by the sun. Laying back in the seat and closing her eyes with contentment, Jane enjoyed the cold, skinny metal bars of the chair's backrest against her back and shoulders. The firm, cold surface under her butt. She sighed. Such an amazing day and it was still morning.

"Jane? Good morning."

Jane opened her eyes at the familiar voice. "Good morning, Rachel!" she greeted Alice's girlfriend and roommate. Rachel was a tall, thin but very toned young woman, nineteen but a few months older than either Jane or Alice, and extremely shy and soft-spoken. She had fair to rosy skin, dark hair pulled into a high ponytail, and strong, wiry limbs and long fingers. Her breasts were perky b-cups and her face was "statuesque", as Alice said, narrow, symmetrical with immaculate eyebrows, high cheekbones, a button nose and a small mouth with pouty lips and slightly downturned at the corners - she like was always just a little bit worried about something.

As Jane hadn't gotten around to magically stripping her or Alice yet, Rachel was wearing a white, baggy tee-shirt, a tight, stretchy pencil skirt that barely covered the bottom of her incredibly grabbable bubble-butt, and white open toed high-heels with red undersides. She also was carrying an expensive designer purse her mother had gotten her as a graduation present. Seeing this, Jane made two realizations: 1) the reason Rachel wore such short skirts and such "sexy" footwear was that she did it for Alice. Alice had quite a foot fetish and liked shoes that left the arch, heel and sides of the feet exposed, both for her and her lovers - Jane didn't understand the appeal of shoes, or the look of feet, and tended to use her feet more as a way of feeling the world and reminding her of how naked she was, but... she loved Alice, and "love me, love my fetishes" was a motto for any kinkster in regards to their friends and lovers. Alice also liked the idea of choosing what Rachel wore or didn't wear, and Rachel got off on submitting to the Alice's dominance in the matter.

Jane could see as much with her Ring of Pervomaner's Sight - Rachel was low-key turned on by the fact that she wasn't wearing underwear right now, at Alice's request. In fact, Jane happened to know that, at Alice's request, Rachel did not own any underpants any longer.

"As usual, you're looking beautiful this morning."

"Thank you," Rachel said quietly with a little blush. She was a shy person, though tended to open up quickly once she got to know people. "Um... do you mind if I join you for a minute before Alice and Margaret get here?"

Confused and a little suspicious, Jane nodded and agreed, wondering what this was about as Rachel pulled out a chair and sat down on the cold, dew covered chair. "EEP!" she made a little squeak. The skirt probably had pulled away, leaving her bare bottom to get both wet and frigidly cold. "Oooh! That's cold!"

"Sorry I should have warned you," Jane shrugged apologetically.

"I-it's alright," Rachel said with an embarrassed sideways glance, trying to hide the face that she was wiggling her butt on the chair, trying to get comfortable. "Um... so..."

Jane was bursting with curiosity. But she had learned that when Rachel was struggling to get something out, it did not help to attempt to rush her, as this only served to fluster her more. Patience was the best policy.

"You see... uh..." Rachel tried again. "Um, so, Alice said you would be getting here before her, because you like to be the first person to arrive to things."

Jane nodded. "That makes sense. I mean, yeah, my dad always said 'you can be early or you can be late, there's no so thing as on time'."

Rachel had an adorable little giggle at that. "That certainly would guarantee someone isn't ever late."

"Yeah, I supposed... so... what's up? What did you and, I guess Alice...? Want to to talk to me about...?"

"Oh! Nothing bad!" Rachel held up both hands in a placative gesture, eyes wide realizing she may be distressing her girlfriend's bestie.

"Oh, thank goodness!" Jane said, putting her hand over her chest, a look of relief washing over her features. "I don't mean to criticize, Rachel, but you had me worried! I thought you were going to tell me you and Alice were breaking up or something." Jane reached out and took Rachel's hand in hers and kissed her knuckles. "I'm so glad you and Alice have each other!"

"Oh! Um... thank you!" When Jane released Rachel's hand, that hand ran a fingertip up Jane's arm to her shoulder, and her palm rubbed Jane's shoulder for a moment before sliding down to Jane's breast. There, Rachel began teasing Jane's nipple with her thumb and diddling Jane's underboob. For a moment, Jane was confused. Then she remembered that she was wearing the enchanted butt plug! Any group Jane designated which also had sexual desires toward women would be completely uninhibited when it came to performing sexual acts with Jane which she liked.

Given that Alice and Rachel were monogamous with each other, Jane leaned forward, bumping the table in the process, in order to stand up a little and pull the butt plug out of her asshole. It came out with a pop and was magically clean and dry the moment it did so. She clamped her thighs together, around the butt plug, to keep it out of sight.

Rachel startled for a moment, then looked confused for a few seconds. "What was I saying?" she said, her gaze drifting off into the middle-distance as she tried to regain her thoughts, no longer under the spell of the enchanted butt-plug.

"You were about to tell me why you and Alice wanted to have you talk to me before I met Alice for brunch?"

"Oh yes! Um..." Rachel did an adorable little fidget with the index fingers of both hands pressing against each other. "You see, I love Alice very much, and I think she feels the same way about me. And, um, originally, when we started going out, I um... well, you know I wasn't comfortable with the idea of polyamory, right?"

"Yeah," Jane nodded. "Alice and I agreed we'd stop having sex with each other out of respect for your and Alice's relationship."

"Yes," Rachel said, pointing as if she could see the issue at hand and could physically point at the abstract idea. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I, um, I've decided, well, I mean, I want to try having a open relationship, to an extent, with Alice, and that, well... um... would you...? Uh... would you like to come to bed with us tonight?" Rachel held both hands over her mouth, staring at Jane with wide eyed anticipation.

Jane blinked. Then blinked several more times. To an uninitiated mundane, it might look like she was going into shock, but, to an initiated with knowledge of sorcerer's sight, it looked like Jane was examining Rachel with different aspects of sorcerer's sight in order to make sure that Rachel wasn't under some sort of spell - which was exactly what Jane was doing.

When it was clear that Rachel was, in fact, speaking purely of her own volition, Jane realized this was for real.