A few months later I woke up in my bed. RyRy was sitting on the side of my bed. I could feel my pajamas waistline was wrong and looked down and saw my...dick was out. I quickly pulled my pants up, and exclaimed "Ry, what are you doing?" She just said "Sorry," and got up. I knew something was wrong. Being a twin, your kind of like a lie detector for the other. It's hard to explain, but you can feel when the other is troubled. I got up and walked over to her and gave her a hug. She didn't hug me. Cheating is only wrong in the sense of dishonesty, though. It’s a quite human and understandable flaw, my dear. It is not born of motive, but of human nature and the failed attempt to control it by society and the late, unlamented King of Heaven.“Then again, due to the lack of malice, perhaps that was a bit harsh under normal circumstances, but then, most cheaters aren’t blackmailers,” I observed while drinking some beer that I had brought in from my house on the way to Clay’s by Lilith.“Yes,. I’ve had this a couple of days now and I still don’t know. The money’s nice, but I don’t like to feel like I’m being bought.”I nodded. “And the money’s definitely to get you to wear the outfit? It’s not as a tip? For the photo, whatever the photo is?”Lia sighed. “I mean I guess it could be, but does it feel like that to you because it sure doesn’t feel like that to me.”“Maybe your surprise at being sent those and how you wear them, maybe it’s colouring your perspective?”“Are you always so. It seemed like a business-like, grown-up thing to do. "I enjoyed helping you. It didn't feel like punishment at all." Why don't you call me Judy? Mrs. Martin makes me feel like an old lady." She held my hand in hers, and I felt a fingernail lightly stroking my palm. I had no idea how stimulating that one small gesture could be. It tickled, but in a very good way. I wasn't sure if it had been an accident, or if she had meant to do it, but when I glanced at her face I knew it had been.