I opened them just a little, and they still burned. I closed them and blinked hard, trying to liquefy them. No, not liquify; moisten. Why was it so ha...d to think?I opened my eyes again. They still stinged. Stanged. Stang. Stung. They stung, but not as much. I kept them open. Same puke green ceiling. I looked around. I was in a hospital room. I should have known. Only hospitals and prisons use colors like that. Mom was standing on one side of my bed and Tami on the other."What happened?" Do you. . what happens when you fuck up?" Kay, still excited."That's the thing. I don't know. Other than talking, and..." I paused remembering where my panties were. "A couple of other things, we've mostly just been vanilla with each other. Oh, I made him breakfast today, naked, and sat on his lap while we fed each other."Kay sighed in reflected pleasure. "That sounds nice. The beginnings are always so romantic. Brian hasn't done anything like that in a long time." Really?" I was surprised. My outburst. I’ve been afraid that he might say no, either because he’s certain it’s some kind of a trick to get him in trouble, or because it’s just too weird to do what I’m suggesting with his own sister. It looks like he’s getting ready to turn around and leave. I can’t let that happen. I’m getting desperate to keep him from leaving.I started to lift up my halter top and asked, “If I get undressed first will that convince you?”He grinned and I can see in his eyes that he’s certain I don’t have the nerve. We receive donations for performing and turn the money over to the club."Each member of the team receives two complete outfits per season. If they want more, they can purchase it. We practice on Mondays and Wednesdays till our performances begin. After that, we might meet once a week for a short practice. The reason we need so many couples is we like to have two arenas of dancers, which take eight men and eight women. Not everyone can make every performance."If we have more show up we can.