I sat impatiently on the couch, waiting for my girlfriend. I'mm Matt, by the way, but you probably already knew that. Mira was out with the ring today - we decided it would be her turn to go off on her own with it, after Alan took it last time. She was due to be here at my place an hour or so ago...

The door opened, and Mira walked in. "Sorry I'm late, babe, I just..." she stuttered a little. I took in the sight of her - black hair in a ponytail, slight blush to her cheeks, wearing a form-fitting t-shirt, tight jeans and boots. "...just lost track of time!" she finished, but it sounded somewhat suspicious.

That's when I saw it. The ring on her finger. If she was here, in the flesh, and the ring was on... then she wasn't in control. But I figured Alan would be better than that... I tried to hold my anger in check. We'd agreed that we wouldn't possess each other without permission.

"Hey!" I decided to not confront Alan yet, and play along. Maybe the two of them had decided on a plan of some sort? "It's fine, I was a bit busy too."

"Um... shall we..." Mira said shyly, before walking up and taking my hand. She was very close - and very demure. She was usually a lot more confident around me, so something was definitely up. I humored her - or whoever was in control of her - with a quick kiss on her lips. She went red, before pulling me in and very enthusiastically kissing me. Her hands fumbled around my torso and tried to slip their way into my pants, when she was startled by the door opening.

"Hey... oh" Alan called as he walked in. Wait... if Alan was here, who the hell was inside Mira? "You guys want a room or something?" he joked. While 'Mira' was distracted, I pulled her in for another kiss, making an awkward motion with a hand behind her back that I hoped would signify 'ring'. "Oh." Alan's voice was a lot more serious this time.

'Mira' withdrew from the kiss. "Oh..." was all she could say when the realization that we were onto her hit her. "I uhh... just remembered something! Gotta go!" With that, she disappeared out the door.

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