"W... Well...", she said, not sounding too confident, "if you must know, it did turn me on. I know it's such a crazy thing to think about, and talking...about it now it seems more than absurd to me. However, in that very moment, it just seemed to trigger something inside of me. Some urge, I guess." Some urge?" I had thought she might confess she was turned on, but that sounded a little more intense. "What do you mean? Would you have liked to... D... did you want to actually do something about. "Um, we're not lesbians, though, okay? I mean, I still like boys, and she does too." Well, yeah. But like I said, that's your business, not mine." I told her, again."Yeah, I know. But I really want to tell someone. Since the three of us already have a secret, I figure it's all right to tell you." Hang on," I said, "I'm going to put my headset on." I found it and plugged it in. With my left hand now free, I pulled up my shorts and lay back on the bed, propped up on the pillows. "Okay," I said.. Down she went in the short silk nightgown, more carefree than she'd felt in months. As she made her way down the stairs she was shocked by the change. It wasn't even 7am, but her brother had managed to tape and plastic off the entire kitchen area, relocate everything in the kitchen into well organized and labeled boxes, and do some rudimentary marking and prepping. The smell of coffee was actually coming from her sewing room. "Well good morning sunshine! I didn't wake you did I?" He said while. You will be doing it just for our sole fun and unreserved happiness. Also I need you to do it like you are some professional pole dancer, or lets put it as simply being a night club dancer. All those sexy and breathtaking moves–I want and expect you to act them out for me. So are you in this fun-time deal of ours, or not, sweetie Bitch? I look and glance direct at him through my dark-some glasses. His facial expression and countenance is so stern and grave. Which I do take here for a sign that.